A hard days work

One thing that isn't so great about my job. The quiet. There is never anyone here. I have to keep myself motivated and busy so the day will pass relatively quickly. It is amazing how slow time can go when you have nothing to do. As stressful and annoying as co-workers can be, it would be nice to have someone in the office to joke with or just have a conversation about something random. That is one thing I have also learned about myself. I love to talk. Not on the phone, mind you. But just throwing around ideas or discussing topics. Much to my husband's dismay. You see he is not a talker. Funny though I think most men are like that. I have a friend who said the other day, "I was telling him what my options were and he just kept saying 'yep' or 'sure'". You know men sometimes "You are right hunny" is not the right thing to say. Sometimes we really aren't talking just to hear our own voice. Sometimes, just maybe, we want to have an all out con-ver-sa-tion with you. Imagine that we actually expect you to put a sentence together for us.

Then ironically I think of men I know that do enjoy talking ... And they annoy the crap out of me! So I guess God knew what he was doing when he put me with a non-talker. Take my brothers for example. I love them dearly and we could conversate for hours, days even, without so much as a pee break. But we also have the most explosive conversations. Which no doubt is due to the combination of our over analysing nature and the fact that we know we can say what we want and it's all gravy. So once again I come back to the realization that although I would love to have a deep, meaningful talk with my hubby I realize I could be biting off more than I can chew.

That's all for today!

Susan