Late Night Conversations...
David and I have been arguing all afternoon. Not in a 'yelling and screaming' sort of way... but it the ' put it on hold to play with the kids' sort of way.
We haven't been on the same page since my miscarriage a month ago. I guess couples just go through things differently. I've been hurt by his obsession with his new truck. Basically, he decided to sell his more expensive truck and by a cheaper truck so he could get me a van... for baby number 3.
"You've been obsessed with this #^#@#^$ truck... and you seem to be totally unaware of the very reason you were downsizing your truck in the first place. Now it's turned into a hobby. We both were making plans a month ago and I guess you didn't get the memo... but my plans got flushed down the toilet... and your plan is sitting in the driveway." I said to him.
I made him cry. I didn't mean to, but I'm glad he at least seem to get it. My words can be sharp. I want to be softer in the ways I express myself... but I think it was o.k. tonight. Well, all except for the $#%&#$%& part.
The rest of our argument/ conversation tonight actually ended up being quite productive. We discussed priorities in our finances... the ways we spend our time... what our hopes and visions are for our family. Pretty heavy stuff... including his latest obsession, his new iphone.
I was trying to convince him of how distracted people can become with their phone/email/facebook always at their fingertips.
As he sat before me in a daze... I told him I would let him 'gather his thoughts' while I used the bathroom.
... and this is where the quote of the night appears.
"I'll let you gather your thoughts while I use the bathroom... and I'll be praying for you while I'm on the toilet... because I don't have an iphone to distract me."
We haven't been on the same page since my miscarriage a month ago. I guess couples just go through things differently. I've been hurt by his obsession with his new truck. Basically, he decided to sell his more expensive truck and by a cheaper truck so he could get me a van... for baby number 3.
"You've been obsessed with this #^#@#^$ truck... and you seem to be totally unaware of the very reason you were downsizing your truck in the first place. Now it's turned into a hobby. We both were making plans a month ago and I guess you didn't get the memo... but my plans got flushed down the toilet... and your plan is sitting in the driveway." I said to him.
I made him cry. I didn't mean to, but I'm glad he at least seem to get it. My words can be sharp. I want to be softer in the ways I express myself... but I think it was o.k. tonight. Well, all except for the $#%&#$%& part.
The rest of our argument/ conversation tonight actually ended up being quite productive. We discussed priorities in our finances... the ways we spend our time... what our hopes and visions are for our family. Pretty heavy stuff... including his latest obsession, his new iphone.
I was trying to convince him of how distracted people can become with their phone/email/facebook always at their fingertips.
As he sat before me in a daze... I told him I would let him 'gather his thoughts' while I used the bathroom.
... and this is where the quote of the night appears.
"I'll let you gather your thoughts while I use the bathroom... and I'll be praying for you while I'm on the toilet... because I don't have an iphone to distract me."
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