Okay without much detail, I had a pretty bad spat with the hubby this morning, and of course, I didn’t win (and he thinks he did, but really I did, and I’m just gonna let him think he did. Did you get that?), but I’m older now and I’ve invented a mental shield in which his nasty words bounce right off me, never entering my psyche to infect me with bad feelings. Nope, I won’t allow that to happen, I’m too old (happily 44), too confident, and too happy with life to let him get me down. The last thing he asked me for just before our argument started was a cup of coffee, which I don’t understand why, but he just can’t seem to get it for himself. Hey, who gets me a cup of coffee in the morning? Hmmmm…..Well, dear hubby, this graphic is for you.
(I’m sorry I dropped the ‘F’ bomb with this photo, but just think to yourself how good it makes me feel to express it!)