Slower

It's a slow night tonight. All day the weather was dreary and cold and all around disgusting, with a horrible mix of rain and snow and on and off power. Everybody was a little down in school, and J. (due to this as well as his involuntary abstinence from coffee tonight) was no exception. Around 19.00 he started to lose his energy, and with that his willingness to talk and have any semblance of intelligent conversation.

Reading this, I might sound mad or frustrated, but I'm smiling; I know J. too well to know that this moodiness is anything more than lack of caffeine, school-related-sleepiness, and the weather. He'll be back to his totally perky self by tomorrow morning. (Well, not totally perky, but at least not a zombie).

The hardest thing for me to do when J. gets moody is simply let him be. In the meantime, I'd do anything for him he needs me to do. As his partner, I immediately think that it's my job to make him totally happy and make him laugh and smile 24/7... But (and I should know this from personal experience) some people just need time to veg out and be moody, and I need to let J. do exactly that. Meh.

Do you ever struggle to let your partner have some room to be moody? Are you like me, and want to smother them when they get quiet and taciturn? Let me know!

See you when I see you.
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