Wife's Diary:
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans
to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner.
I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset
at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made
no comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we
go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn't say
much.
I asked him what was wrong; He said, 'Nothing.' I asked him if it was
my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had
nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I
told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I
can't explain his behavior. I don't know why he didn't say, 'I love
you, too.' When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely,
as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there
quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent.
Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About
15 minutes later, he came to bed. But I still felt that he was
distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep; I
cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are
with someone else. My life is a disaster.
Husband's Diary:
A two-foot putt .. who the hell misses a two-foot putt?
Spot on. Many of us know that exact feeling.
viscountdriver wrote:
Wife's Diary:
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans
to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner.
I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset
at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made
no comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we
go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn't say
much.
I asked him what was wrong; He said, 'Nothing.' I asked him if it was
my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had
nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I
told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I
can't explain his behavior. I don't know why he didn't say, 'I love
you, too.' When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely,
as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there
quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent.
Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About
15 minutes later, he came to bed. But I still felt that he was
distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep; I
cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are
with someone else. My life is a disaster.
Husband's Diary:
A two-foot putt .. who the hell misses a two-foot putt?
Wife's Diary: br Tonight, I thought my husband... (
show quote)
I do. I have even missed a 6" putt!
Very good, I missed a 1 footer one time.
dalematt wrote:
I do. I have even missed a 6" putt!
I actually missed one (in a tournament no less) that was hanging on the edge of the cup.
raymondh wrote:
I actually missed one (in a tournament no less) that was hanging on the edge of the cup.
Mine wasn't a tournament, just a friendly game of dimes. I lost 10 cents. It was the principle, not the amount that hurt.
viscountdriver wrote:
Wife's Diary:
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans
to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner.
I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset
at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made
no comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we
go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn't say
much.
I asked him what was wrong; He said, 'Nothing.' I asked him if it was
my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had
nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I
told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I
can't explain his behavior. I don't know why he didn't say, 'I love
you, too.' When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely,
as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there
quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent.
Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About
15 minutes later, he came to bed. But I still felt that he was
distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep; I
cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are
with someone else. My life is a disaster.
Husband's Diary:
A two-foot putt .. who the hell misses a two-foot putt?
Wife's Diary: br Tonight, I thought my husband... (
show quote)
:thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup: :thumbup:
reindeer wrote:
Spot on. Many of us know that exact feeling.
and that is why that little white ball got the best of me 50 years ago :mrgreen:
dalematt wrote:
Mine wasn't a tournament, just a friendly game of dimes. I lost 10 cents. It was the principle, not the amount that hurt.
I hear ya. Most guys would rather run up a $100 bar bill than part with a buck after a match. :D
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