Janice Williams Loves Austin And sometimes I write about it.

May 12, 2012

What We Have Here is a Failure to Communicate

Filed under: Normal Life — Janice @ 10:35 pm

My husband and I have great conversations with lots of laughs …at times.

One of the many indicators that I had to marry this man and spend the rest of my life with him was when we first met and, at some point, I said, “Oh, I forgot what I was going to say,” and he replied immediately, “Oh yes, I’m radioactive.” It is an old Steve Martin joke, but the fact that it came to him that quickly made me laugh because it was something that I often said.

So I have become accustomed to having those conversations that don’t require any explanation. I’m sure other couples that have been together 20 years have no trouble understanding (or couples that have been together a month and had that same sort of immediate bond). We can watch TV together and he’ll say, “Oh, that’s that woman that was…” and I will say, “No, this is the other one.” And we’ll both know exactly what we’re talking about.

Until tonight.

Sigh.

Maybe he was just too weary to understand me this time.

Mark was at his computer in his office, which is adjoining the living room. I sat down in “his” chair because from that chair I have a view of him and it is easier to carry on a conversation.

Side note: I suppose it only makes sense that Mark has “his” chair and I don’t have a chair that is clearly “mine.” I grew up in a household where there was a “Daddy’s chair,” but no “Mama’s chair.” This wasn’t Goldilocks, but there was definitely a chair that we could sit in ANYtime we wanted…until Daddy came into the room and expected to sit down.

I turn on the news (I heart Brian Williams), Mark stands up and walks toward me, stands three feet from his chair. and  says, “Trade places with me.”

I stand up and move to stand three feet from the chair, he sits down, and I say, “Okay, now what?”

“Now what what?”

“I traded places with you, now what?” I say with that “haha aren’t I clever?” tone in my voice.

“What are you talking about?” None of that “haha aren’t you clever” tone in his voice.

“You told me to trade places so I did!” Now with that desperate, “Oh please, tell me you get it” tone in my voice.

“I just wanted my chair.”

“I KNOW you wanted your chair, but you SAID, ‘Trade places with me.” So I did…” Desperation is so unattractive.

“I just wanted my chair.”

I sat and we watched Brian and soon he was dozing with a kitty on his chest.

3 Comments »

  1. I get it and I think it is absolutely hysterical. I have re-read this about 5 times and giggle each time. Silly Mark. He missed a good ‘un.

    Comment by Mackie — May 13, 2012 @ 11:31 pm

  2. This is too funny!! “Now what?” haha!!

    Comment by Jenni Finlay — May 14, 2012 @ 4:00 pm

  3. I now have a mama’s chair, or did until Micah claimed it for his own yesterday and told me that I could sit in another chair as his toys were in this one. We had a lengthy argument with me saying “please, Micah, please” until I got him a chair with rollers that he decided would work for his toys.

    Comment by pat — May 17, 2012 @ 5:44 pm

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