Okay, okay, I don't normally spend my days when he's not home on the couch in front of a roaring fire popping bon bons, but, you know, I sometimes get the feeling my husband thinks I do. I'm a writer. What else can I be doing for long stretches of time while he's off working?
Other writers know what goes on in the daily life of a lonesome wordsmith - a lot of quiet time, a lot of typing, lively conversations with imaginary friends, and sometimes, when the typing isn't happening, small sacrifices to the muse.
But husbands? Spouses? Significant others?
It's a big black box, surrounded by bon bons and free time.
Which is why it has been so cool having my husband home this week. For the first time, he's gotten a chance to see what I really do all day.
Granted, my monosyllabic responses--"write"--to this question over the years haven't been helpful. I guess I needed to show, not tell.
This week I've shown.
And he's watched.
Even listened when I ask him if I can read something out loud.
It's been fun. So much fun that I'm really going to miss him next week. It's neat having a pair of eager ears. And a lunch buddy. A friend. My best friend.
It may not have been role reversal this week, but it has definitely added spark to our relationship. My husband "gets" what I do.
Priceless.
6 comments:
Cute post.. :)
I love it when my hubby's home with me. :)
Yeah, it's been really neat. I'm going to miss him next week.
What a cool way to spend a week "Showing" your craft! I bet he also observed how your work gets interrupted by the managing of a household. Glad it was a good experience!
U can write with him in the room?! WOwzers!! :) I have to be alone in a room. I've written with my boyfriend next to me before, but I get distracted when he moves, so I end up saying, "Freeze!" a lot-and he's left frozen in time while I finish my sentence. It's funny, but the whole thing is probably just my fault for being so easily distracted. :)
And- Ur hubs sounds like a keeper! YAY for soulmates!!! :)
My husband was home for a week and I got NOTHING done. It wasn't him...it was me. I'm like that when my kids are home, too. I'm afraid, holed up in my office, that I'll miss something fun!
Yeah, I was worried I'd miss something, but he skyped me often from the kitchen. Not too often, but often enough I was hardly out of the loop :-)
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