I was supposed to type a blog entry last night when Kernan nudged me from the other side of the bed,
“Can you check this proposal for me?”
I had just put Jamaine to sleep and I was aching for some “me time” which meant either blogging, journaling or reading. I’ve been at work the whole day and I consider my “me time” my chance to unwind.
Checking Kernie’s proposal would take me a whole two hours, after which I know I’ll feel tired and just go to sleep. This means “me time” will just become sleep time.
Do I have to do this now? I thought to myself. The selfish brat was sticking out its head.
Then as if on cue, a friend’s words rung in my head,
If there’s one piece of marriage advice I could give you, it’s to remember this: ‘Honey, if it’s important to you, it’s important to me.’
