This whole post is brought to you by the wonderful world of interrupting and reading incoming messages while husband is talking. I need no practice at interrupting. I do it well and quite naturally all the time. I am very good at it. I am a real pro at forging right ahead into a conversation already in progress.
I am always, continually, forever and perpetually working on not interrupting. As Jack's wife, I am the one doing the work because I am the one interrupting. I want my point heard. I have a much better way. My way is the best way. I am needing to tell my side of the story. You get the idea.
So we were in the car in a parking lot. We were in the middle of a whole string of errands. Jack was using the car phone system to make a phone call. The person on the other end answered and I jumped right in and took over. Jack got very quiet. Next phone call I did it again and Jack told the person on the other end of the phone that he would call back as there was something he needed to take care of first. ME!
He had on his sunglasses so I could not see his eyes, but I felt the spank to my thigh and his hand firmly on my knee. He asked if I needed an RA. He thought I did. I oh so quickly apologized. He told me to settle down. He would be taking care of these phone calls. So hard for me to do. I jump right in and take charge. Then I remember my role and find it is too late.
We continue with the errands and Jack is talking to me as he drives. I am reading a text on my phone. His big hand went across my phone screen and he lifted the phone out of my hand. Yikes! Again, rude behavior on my part. We were headed for trouble. It was right down the Hoh road.
When we arrived home, we talked in a kind of silent way that all wives understand. His hand on my bottom.......... He asks if I understand that disrespect of any kind is not appreciated. I say a humble yes.
On this subject, I am a work in progress. Jack says I need to do much better or he will resort to the tried and true method of stopping the interrupting and the not listening. I am seriously working on this and need your help. How do you keep from interrupting? What do you do about the phone situation? What are your secrets? Share with me and the rest of us.
Unless I can control my bad habits of interrupting and reading incoming messages on my phone while my husband is talking to me, Jack has promised me a very warmed backside. That is not what I want. Tell me what you do to prevent the inevitable. Listening and not interrupting do go hand and hand. Let me know.