I have told you that my beloved recently took a new job – correct?
It’s a great new job. He’s getting really good at it, but there’s definitely a learning curve, as exists with tons of new jobs. He’s been away for work 2/4 of the last weeks, so I’m GLAD to have him home.
One challenge we’ve found with Jay working at home that when 1. I walk in, 2. the dogs breathe, 3. someone knocks on the door, he’s interrupted. He does a ton of conference calling, and needed a good, albeit dorky, headset to block out some of the regular house noise.
So I bought him one.
And then we had the following conversation:
Jay: if you ever get a black eye, just tell people it’s an “eye hickey”
why would i get a black eye, is my next question…
Jay: tons of reasons…burned food, back talkin’, giving me the stink eye, having an opinion…
you know…the usual
i’ll try to keep my insolent behavior to a minimum
Jay: and I’ll try to NEVER hit you
Lindsay: aw, that’s sweet