living with the turtle

[cat04]

Wow, that has been on my mind since I read Sandi's post last night.

I'm not really mysterious. I'm not really all that interesting to be honest. I used to sew, cook, mother, care for house, and work. Now I mother, sort of care for house, and work. REALLY MYSTERIOUS. I hide nothing and I have nothing to hide.

Of course, H might tell you the opposite. As he has accused me of hiding everything from the toilet paper to money in these last few years. Can we say PARANOIA? That has gotten better though. I really became very open, if that was any more possible, when the accusations and questions started. A penny by penny breakdown of the cash, my cell phone announces the callers name (nifty little thing that I actually couldn't figure out how to turn off LOL, so not intentional), and I don't hide where I am going. Of course, over time, I have stopped telling him the minute by minute of my day if he is not here, simply because it is unnecessary but my S always knows where I am (H works in the city and I am local) and H has recently started asking S where I am if I'm not home. An odd thing happened the other day, I was sitting in my bed after my shower in my summer robe which is very skimpy, and H asked me if I was going to work or not. He hasn't asked me that in a year. So maybe I am being a little mysterious, I don't know. Have to give it some more thought.

You know, I don't want him more paranoid than he was so I didn't want to hide anything that might be misconstrued as anything. Does that make sense? Crazy these MLCer's, a whole different ball of wax.