I’ve actually accomplished a solid week of writing something every single day. To someone used to doing it, that might not sound like much. But for me, it is an accomplishment. I keep most of my thoughts on the inside. So letting even this much out on a regular basis feels pretty strange. I know that this blog does not have a huge readership, so it isn’t as big of a deal as it might seem to be.
So, by the time I got home tonight Becky was asleep. Which given her messages over the evening was a bit of a disappointment. She had a really rough day, and shut me out a fair bit (in part to interact with other people (I was also busy trying to work through some problems for a project that needs to get to the customer tomorrow.) I thought we were sort of starting to reconnect via messages, but then it disintegrated and fell apart the rest of the way on the phone. Our classic disconnect under heavy stress. Aggravated by me asking questions in different ways. She views it as cross examination and me trying to catch her slipping up. I’m approaching it as given our miscommunication lately, trying to be sure that we’re actually talking about the same thing, and maybe one wording will be clearer to her than another.
I’m zoning out and falling asleep so I guess I’ll save the rest for another day!
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