Footsteps in the dark...

...right above my head.  I can hear my neighbors doing...everything up there.  It's nothing annoying.  It's just what was happening in this moment and I thought, I really like that song.  It's dark in here and I hear footsteps.  Well, that song isn't about the actual action of hearing footsteps in the dark.  It's about who's footsteps you are hearing and why.  It's a song with a nice beat.  It isn't about anything good but the sultry voice of Ronald Isley will make you groove to anything.

What else is happening while writing this blog?  My husband is in bed.  He has been in bed all day.  Kinda disappointing. but that is for him, not for me.   Why disappointing?  Because as a person without a job, Monday is the day to make shit happen.  I really don't know what he would do sometimes if I didn't make shit move.  For example, the apartment is a mess, dinner plans should be made, we could use a trip to the store, and we have several loads of laundry to do.  I have thought of these things and well, if I get up he will get up.  These things do not only affect me, they affect us both (ugh, that song is even getting old for me).  So why is it that he doesn't appear to be conscious of these things?  I mean, it doesn't seem like there is anything else on his plate.  At least not that I know of.  I use to do this with my ex.  Just sit around and see if he would say, hey babe, let's do the dishes or something.  Lol, I would pay money to hear and see a man do such a thing.  Well, maybe my step dad would do such a thing...

I do realize some things.  Not excuses, just things.  Like, we are shit tired after a day of traveling with too much shit and waiting around for a bag that never came.  Well, at least I am tired from that.  He was playing chauffeur this weekend with his family and he was very very stressed for that.  I think he could use a couple days to wind down from that...ok, maybe just one.  I really haven't done much today either.  Haven't washed my ass and barely eating.  I still feel behind on sleep but I can never catch up.  I do know that he hasn't been sleeping.  I have to push him harder in that area.  He has to learn to sleep at night in a timely matter and not do anything else.  Even when he does get enough sleep, he can still sleep all day.  That is huge symptom of depression or sadness.

Then again, this is the story most of the time even when he doesn't have shit to do which is most of the day...

He kinda fell asleep while I was typing this...though he would deny it until I he either died or I annoyed him enough to agree.  Too bad he is cute, can't stand mad at the fool.

Anywho, I will cut him some slack today but tomorrow he better move his ass as I plan to move mine.  One thing that really concerns me is that I feel less attracted to him when I don't see him moving around. What does that mean?  Do all people feel something like that?  Maybe men don't because I have been laying around for most of the day and he has still been all over me telling me I look good, smell good, etc.  What an interesting thing.  Well, I will find something to get into...like wedding planning!!!!!