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May. 30th, 2003 12:18 amWhat did i get accomplished today? Nothing. i had to go into the office today because there were final exams. i stopped at the market and got a few things, got gas so i could take the dog out, did that and came home. Max decided i wanted to get up at 5:30 this morning. It's now 12:01 tomorrow and that is what i did. i read some and watched the movie Pearl Harbor. When i wake up today i must do something worthwhile.
Mother Should be just about in CA by now. i hope she has a good time. Daughter must have got a better offer than to talk to me today. i hope she has a good time.
i've been trying to be reflective about my life, but i guess it's just not in me. Someone asked what the dynamic of our relationship is. Not specifically me and mine, but a nice question, nonetheless. i've been giving that some mighty thought.
Our relationship: i guess one could say it is shared responsibility. It is my responsibility to take care of Him. To see that His life runs as smoothly as possible. It is my responsibility to make sure He has someone to listen to when He feels like talking. It is my responsibility to see that He has nutritious and well-prepared food, clean clothes, a comfortable home. It is my responsibility to be there when He needs me. My responsibilities run along those lines.
It is His responsibility to take care of me. He is to be there when i need someone to talk to. It is His responsibility to provide a place for me to be. He is to be sure there is food for me and clothes. His responsibility is to make sure i have reliable transportation. His responsibilities lie along those lines. He is to be there when i need Him.
We share the responsibility for our life together. We endeavor, each in our own way, to make what we have work. i was going to say most often it does. But that is not correct. It works. Sometimes there are a few wrinkles to iron out, using a shirt analogy, but even if the shirt has wrinkles it is still wearable. It might not be as presentable as one would like, but it is still wearable. Sometimes our life together has a few wrinkles, but it is still wearable. And i like it.
Sometimes i like to piss and moan. And that is also His responsibility. Sometimes i'm p'ing and m'ing about Him, so one could say He is responsible for it.Sometimes life gets me doing it. And His responsibility is to get me through it. It works both ways. When life puts Him in a foul mood, if women get bitchy, do men get bastardy?, it is my responsibility to see Him through it.
We took on these responsbilities willingly, eyes wide open when we entered into this relationship. We are here to help each other have a better life. We take our responsibilities seriously. Our life works.
Mother Should be just about in CA by now. i hope she has a good time. Daughter must have got a better offer than to talk to me today. i hope she has a good time.
i've been trying to be reflective about my life, but i guess it's just not in me. Someone asked what the dynamic of our relationship is. Not specifically me and mine, but a nice question, nonetheless. i've been giving that some mighty thought.
Our relationship: i guess one could say it is shared responsibility. It is my responsibility to take care of Him. To see that His life runs as smoothly as possible. It is my responsibility to make sure He has someone to listen to when He feels like talking. It is my responsibility to see that He has nutritious and well-prepared food, clean clothes, a comfortable home. It is my responsibility to be there when He needs me. My responsibilities run along those lines.
It is His responsibility to take care of me. He is to be there when i need someone to talk to. It is His responsibility to provide a place for me to be. He is to be sure there is food for me and clothes. His responsibility is to make sure i have reliable transportation. His responsibilities lie along those lines. He is to be there when i need Him.
We share the responsibility for our life together. We endeavor, each in our own way, to make what we have work. i was going to say most often it does. But that is not correct. It works. Sometimes there are a few wrinkles to iron out, using a shirt analogy, but even if the shirt has wrinkles it is still wearable. It might not be as presentable as one would like, but it is still wearable. Sometimes our life together has a few wrinkles, but it is still wearable. And i like it.
Sometimes i like to piss and moan. And that is also His responsibility. Sometimes i'm p'ing and m'ing about Him, so one could say He is responsible for it.Sometimes life gets me doing it. And His responsibility is to get me through it. It works both ways. When life puts Him in a foul mood, if women get bitchy, do men get bastardy?, it is my responsibility to see Him through it.
We took on these responsbilities willingly, eyes wide open when we entered into this relationship. We are here to help each other have a better life. We take our responsibilities seriously. Our life works.
