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Originally Posted by badgoodDeb
Yup. That explains why I had to move out from my hubby and get a separate place. He keeps talking, just to fill the air ..... and meanwhile, I am getting more and more drained from that same talking. He keeps a radio going 24 hrs a day, just so there is noise in his now empty (but for him) house. I haven't turned my TV on in 14 months. I listen to the radio while I am making my dinner or the doggies's, but I turn it off when I sit down to eat and read.
Sigh .... bliss! Except that I do keep having him over for dinner. Then the evening is full of words again, and I have to unwind afterwards. (and ignore half of it, even while it is occurring)
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I need noise and people, preferably large crowds where I can mingle. And I'm married to The Social Butterfly, which is what I call Tim. We do well at parties.
He went to the country to visit his dad yesterday, and I stayed home with the plan to read. The house was quiet. I faded, like in the definition. Slept almost the entire time he was gone! That definition is true as far as being energized by talking to people. Right now, I'm fighting back the urge to cross the cubicle and ask what that lovely crumply snack cake wrapper sound is, and may I have half, and would you come with me to the vending machine and I'll one and buy you another?
Tim and I are wide open, all the time. There was this one cruise where we participated in as many activities as possible, of course, because why wouldn't everyone want to play? Bingo, trivia, pass the orange, all those things. We didn't just play, we were team captains! Came home with lots of cruise line promotional prizes!
Tim won the beer drinking contest - players had to eat 2 saltine crackers, drink a beer, and then balance the empty bottle on their heads. He did all that and stood there several minutes waiting for the next person to finish - So cute with that bottle on his head! I wonder if I have any of those photos online?