True Love?

So, men and women are very different. But sometimes I get surprised at how alike we are.

Yesterday in the car, Mark started rambling on about computer/internet/electronic mumbo-jumbo.

“We can upgrade the blah blah and it’ll make the blah go faster and it’s only blah dollars and then at work I was programming blah blah using the blah interface and I can host my own blah right from home and our iMac will be so much faster and blah blah.” 

He does this a lot, and I usually just let him get it out of his system while I zone out and say “Uh-huh” a lot.

But yesterday, I decided to take advantage of the situation.

“Hey so Mark, today I went to Goodwill and got a bunch of really cute frames for like a buck each and I found this adorable mirror and I got some free spray paint from some ladies at work, and I want to cover an entire wall with pictures, but I’ll need your help organizing them cause you have more of an eye for design. I’m thinking about doing something for the kitchen too above the cupboards..” You get the point. 

Anyway, I thoroughly enjoyed rambling. Then I asked him a question. And this was his response:

“Um…I’m sorry, I just realized I was supposed to be listening. Is that what its like for you when I go on about my stuff?”

Apparently all he heard was “Paint blah blah crafts blahhhh blah I spent money today on crap blah blah.”

Here’s to pretending to listen and care about each other’s life passions!