In all the things I’ve blogged about over the years, I’ve never really talked about my relationship with Trig aside from superficial comments here and there. I feel like our marriage is our private business and I have no need to share it with the world.
But… As I was making the bed this morning I was laughing at how ridiculous I am with our pillows. I need to confess.
I received this amazing TEMPUR-PEDIC pillow years ago from the company, and I immediately fell in love with it. I sleep with it every night, and if Trig accidentally takes it, leaving me his pillow, I make him switch back. It’s MY fancy pillow and I need it. When I make the bed I even make sure to put my pillow on my side so that there is no chance that he will get it by mistake. One day he smiled at me with this giant goofy smile and thanked me for letting him use my pillow. I quickly corrected him and told him it was a mistake and took my pillow back. Isn’t that so selfish? I rationalize it by saying that he sleeps with two pillows and I only sleep with one so I need MY pillow. Not nice.
And in true confession…
I took a giant swig of his smoothie last night before delivering it to him.
Sometimes I leave things where they are instead of putting them away just to see how long it takes before he notices.
When he leaves his wedding ring in dangerous places (near the sink, low to the floor where Raffi can reach it, on a random tray in the living room) I often hide it for a few hours so Trig panics that he lost it. I keep thinking it will teach him to put his ring on the ring tray we have, but it hasn’t happened yet.
Oh, and I steal his socks just because I like them more.
Make me feel better on this hot Thursday by sharing your confessions.