ch and i definitely have different schedules. apart from the obvious of him sleeping till noon daily and me getting up early and going to bed relatively early, there are differences that have become annoying as of late.
for the most part, ch retreats into himself when he's sober. spends lots of time either watching tv, playing video games, or writing emails. but after a few drinks he's wired for sound and wanting to talk and talk and talk. and it's always the same stuff going on in an endless uninterruptable monologue: work, life, stories told over and over again. even if i cut him off 1/2 way through, he will still finish the story.
most times i dont mind because he is a really quiet person. and i think, apart from his siiiiiiiiiister and mother, i'm really the only female he opens up to and blabs with.
but what irritates me is his penchant for talking to me when i'm trying to do something. it just seems that when i'm trying to read something or am busy with something that requires my full concentration, he's yammering at me. i have to finally abandon what i'm doing in order to let him finish whatever it is he's trying to say.
right now he's downstairs playing video games drinking a beer. when i return home from the gym he will still be there, likely 4 beer deep into the afternoon. give him 1 hr and he will be wanting to talk to me...and by that time i'll be doing something that doesnt involve conversation. guaranteed.
oh the joys of married life....going now...to look at my old sunnyside apartment on line.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
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ch and i definitely have different schedules. apart from the obvious of him sleeping till noon daily and me getting up early and going to bed relatively early, there are differences that have become annoying as of late.
for the most part, ch retreats into himself when he's sober. spends lots of time either watching tv, playing video games, or writing emails. but after a few drinks he's wired for sound and wanting to talk and talk and talk. and it's always the same stuff going on in an endless uninterruptable monologue: work, life, stories told over and over again. even if i cut him off 1/2 way through, he will still finish the story.
most times i dont mind because he is a really quiet person. and i think, apart from his siiiiiiiiiister and mother, i'm really the only female he opens up to and blabs with.
but what irritates me is his penchant for talking to me when i'm trying to do something. it just seems that when i'm trying to read something or am busy with something that requires my full concentration, he's yammering at me. i have to finally abandon what i'm doing in order to let him finish whatever it is he's trying to say.
right now he's downstairs playing video games drinking a beer. when i return home from the gym he will still be there, likely 4 beer deep into the afternoon. give him 1 hr and he will be wanting to talk to me...and by that time i'll be doing something that doesnt involve conversation. guaranteed.
oh the joys of married life....going now...to look at my old sunnyside apartment on line.
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