After annoying me for an entire year because I didn't go to the Hamptons (perhaps his meds, looks, diet and exercise for CHF could have been the reason coupled with I knew it) we finally had a beautiful Easter Sunday or the intermediate days of Passover. Did we go?? I'm sure that even an idiot would know the answer. He claimed that his arm hurt and that he had a cold, yet, he was willing to put the screens in the windows.
How did I handle this?? Very quietly. I said that he should make the decision and when he did, I didn't react at all. That dance that we used to do is gone, where I would beg and cry to go. He isn't used to the new me, but, I find it beyond relaxing. I cleaned 4 closets and am almost ready for summer.
It goes to show you what you learn from yoga and meditation.
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