Saturday, 3 December 2011

Men Will Be Boys

Today seems full of possibility. The sun is shining in between sharp showers.  I'm not doing anything earth shattering. I'm just flitting between Facebook and Twitter chatting to various interesting people. OH is reading yet another Raymond Chandler. The dog is snoozing and the silence is punctuated by the occasional snore from him or a snort from OH as he reads some witticism! 

I'm just reflecting on how my loved one is very like a little boy even though he is in fact 75 years old. He wants me to approve his cooking. He wants me listen to him read out. He wants me to get involved with whatever project he's thinking about. It usually starts with 'we need to'. What he really means is I've had a thought and I think it would be a good idea if you did it. Today's was 'we must write those Christmas cards'. I remind him what he's doing and we laugh but we both know it won't be long before he does it again!

Does this worry me? Not in the least. I'm sometimes irritated by it but that's usually down to how I'm feeling. Today I'm feeling fab because I now know I'm reasonably fit and well. What stops him from changing? He doesn't want to and to be honest I don't want him to either. He's evolved and accommodated my changes over the years. Sometimes we just need to accept each other's foibles!

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