Saturday, January 7, 2012

"I'll Pick that bone another time"

So the lines of communication have been opened and the call comes in......I answer, "hello" "hello", nothing silence followed by the dial tone. Hummmm, what was that about?  Oh yeh I know, just checking to see if "the lines of communication" have been opened.  Phone rings again, "hello", him: "yeh, what's up?".  Exhale, nothing much, general conversation, you know the how was your day, where have you been, how was lil man's week at school, blah blah blah.  Silence, wonder if he has received the "break down moment" letter yet.  So I proclaim "I wrote you a letter", the response "so I noticed"....PAUSE (looks at my cousin Tasha to comfirm, yep he got it!).  His response: "I'll pick that bone at another time, you have company". 

So what does this mean, it means I doubt I will be receiving a "response to your break down moment" letter, instead this will be a conversation which means Perk will have to put on her big girl panties and actually talk!  Ughhhh, I was so trying to avoid that part of the situation.  I know , I'm 30, I know I can talk about everything else, but when it comes to my feelings, sorry that's a tough job for ya girl.  But I know he is a much better communicator than I , so it's only natural and fair that he should respond in the way that is easier for him.  It would be nice if I could just hear him out and then put my response on paper, but how childish would that be? So yes I'm guessing today will be the day, sometime later I'm sure, probably about five to six calls worth of talking to clear this whole thing up.  I'm preparing myself for this talk...how you ask.... well I have a baby shower to attend, where I'm sure there will be plenty of wine, which means I'll be a bit loose (not in that way), which should make it easier to just get whatever needs to be said off my chest.

So get ready, get ready, get ready.....in the words of Kevin Hart "IT'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN"

Until next time........keep ya girl in prayer!

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