After 11 years of marriage, Bear knows me well enough to know that it is just not in me to take some time off and relax. On a day when I mention that I’m not feeling well, he’ll say, “Well, just take it easy today…” and then catch himself and we’ll both laugh. Take it easy. Me. That’s cute.
Instead, he’ll try to trick me into relaxation by buying me a puzzle book in hopes that it will entice me to take a load off while the gears in my head keep turning.
This is just the pile that’s in the living room. There’s another one like this in the bathroom and in the bedroom. Do you think he’s trying to send me a message?