I am so sorry, this is Blog Post #4 today. But -- no one else to talk to at the moment.
I am freaked out about the possibility of a slipped band. I would really like to talk to my husband about it. But today has been one of those days. He spent the day working on the house. He got home..... I had to leave for a baby shower. In the 2 minutes I got to talk to him, it was all about the house. I couldn't get a word. I got home from the baby shower, and the first thing was all about how the computer didn't work STILL.
I probably wasn't very nice to him. I told him I am DONE with that computer -- I tried to do what I could to fix it. And then I took it to the shop. But I feel like everything I have done isn't good enough, like he is second guessing every move I make with it. I am not a computer geek. I am sick of trying to struggle through the thing to figure it out.
Remember when I said I am not good at this newlywed stuff?
Remember when I said I am not good at this newlywed stuff?
He said he didn't mean that it was my fault. But I can also tell he isn't happy with me and my attitude. So he is in the shower and I am here with my laptop feeling like an ass. For half a second I stopped to wonder why I get so damn defensive. But I am tired. I am still freaked out about the band and I don't really want to get into any heavy thinking right now. I am tired and I am coming down with a cold. And when I get a cold, it very quickly turns to bronchitis if I am not super careful. And I am really just whining at this point.
