Lest you think it’s all having your clothes ripped off and having hot sex all night, I thought I would share a couple vignettes that are fairly representative of Jake and I.
#1: Why Bother to Do It Yourself?
It’s 7:17 a.m. on a Tuesday morning. I have already showered, brushed my teeth, etc. and am in the closet choosing my outfit for the day. The door to our walk-in closet is in the bathroom, so although I’m not far from the bedroom in actual distance, I am two rooms away.
I hear Jake call, “Baby, what time is it?”
I yell back through the two closed doors, “I’m in the closet, and you’re lying on the bed with a clock on either side of you.”
He replies, “But I’m not wearing my contacts, so I’d have to turn my head and squint!”
Yes. Clearly it is easier for me to come in from another room, put my head right next to his head, and read the clock to him from 1.5 feet away. Continued