Justin and I were in bed the other night and he was playing some stupid ninja game on his phone and I was interrupting him to tell him about some dream I had and about things that the baby did that day..etc...
I realized that he wasn't listening to a word I was saying.
But I guess it was okay because I just have a habit of purging all of my thoughts before I fall asleep anyway.
I started to think about all of the times he talks about work, money, bills, news (or whatever he blabs about) and I really do put on invisible earmuffs and just say "yeah", and "uh huh", and wait for him to be done.
I guess that's an important accessory for marriage. Invisible earmuffs.
If I paid attention to half of the things that he said my eyes would start spinning back into my head and drool would drip out of my mouth. I choose to keep my brain in the fun zone as much as possible, and as much as I love my husband, he isn't always the most energetic conversationalist.
Don't get me wrong, we do have plenty of common ground conversation through out the day, but we both use earmuffs regularly.
I guess I'm okay with that.
Whatever works
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