Saturday, September 17, 2005

The dog is dead

It occurred to me on the way to work that I was in an emotional state that was "lifted" from my husband. He knew he was in a state, but apparently is content to just be in it without much reflection. Me, on the other hand...not so happy to be in an emotional state without figuring the damn thing out. It took me some time to sort out the fact that it was my husband's grumblings that were creating havoc in my mind, not my own. Happy at my revelation, I shared it with my co-worker. She replied, boy am I glad I'm divorced, the kids are grown and the dog is dead.


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