“Bed is the poor man’s opera.” (Italian proverb) |
We went to my room.
He sat on my bed.
I didn’t know what to do, so I walked to the other side of the room and sat on the far edge of the bed, well away from him and prepared myself for the worst. Unexpectedly, he scooted to the middle of the bed and reached for my hand. (I love that about him, by the way. Even though he had broken up with me, and in the middle of an intense discussion, he chose not to be cold or distant!)
“Andrea, I don’t know what to tell you. I really don’t know what to say,” he said.
I solved that for him. I said, “I do. I’ll tell you what you did and what you said: you dumped me. You dumped me before you even married me. I can’t believe it!”
He looked at me in surprise and said, “Dumped you? I did not!”
“Yes, you did, ” I replied. “You dumped me. You said you couldn’t do it anymore, that the timing was bad, you were going to leave…”
He corrected, “Yes, I said that but I was talking about THAT discussion. I meant that I couldn’t do that fight, right then, in that moment; that the timing for that discussion was bad–my family was arriving for dinner any moment.”
I stopped. Stunned. “Wait. You didn’t dump me?” I asked.
“No, I didn’t dump you! I would never ‘dump’ you! I love you, our marriage is a very good thing, I KNOW it,” he replied.
There was only one thing to say to that.
“Then you mean to tell me I’ve been up here in my bathroom, throwing up, all night…for NOTHING?” I asked.
It was his turn to be stunned. “Is THAT where you were and what you were doing all night?”
Long story short, we worked it out. After a minute or two of “apologizing” he stopped and said, “Wait a second. If you were throwing up all night, what am I doing making up with you?”
I assured him it was fine to continue making up with me, that I’d brushed my teeth after my reaction to our break up and that he’d never have known what I’d been up to if I hadn’t told him. He didn’t argue with me about that, only about one thing:
He says he never dumped me.
I say he did.
But thankfully, whatever the case, we got it together again–and just in time! Because the next afternoon, Monday afternoon, I got a phone call that would have ended things for sure.
“Expect a phone call before lunch from the teacher informing you that your child has been launching hot dogs by compressing them inside a small Thermos and then removing the lid quickly.” (Erma Bombeck)
Or something like that.
Andrea
You crack me up…you sound so much like me. So glad it was only a misunderstanding and that you “made up.”
Now you have my curiosity up about the call the next afternoon.
Thank you for sharing your life with us. God gave us a sense of humor and isn’t that good.
Wishing you a blessed day!!!
LOL. Thanks for reading my life. And yes, the only way to live it is with a sense of humor! You have a great day, too.:)
Yay!!!!! You had me heartbroken for you! I love happy endings;)
Yay from me, too! My heart was REALLY broken for a couple of hours and let me tell you, it was terrible! But I came out of it all with even more appreciation and gratitude for #5. And I was grateful for a happy ending that night too:)
What????? And I’ve been in a funk for days – just kidding. He really is a keeper.
I know! I was in a funk myself that night, believe me! Glad I pulled out of it:)
OMG….I was so sad! But I felt your relief. What a wonderful ending..
Yes. What a wonderful ending to that night:)
I haven’t commented for awhile but I just have to say that I’m so relieved that it’s not over with #5! I was hoping it was a misunderstanding of some kind. I really hope for the best for you, your family and #5.
Hello and thank you for reading and commenting. It’s always good to hear someone else’s opinion and perspective:) I have to say that I’m with you, I was very relieved that it wasn’t over, that night, with #5. We’re hoping for the best, too!
Andrea,
Marry this man, do it, no more excuses!!!!!!! You felt sick inside when you thought you had lost him. Go forward in Faith!
Good Luck and Congratulations. 🙂
You are so right!
Here’s me cartoon style throttling you……arrrrgh!
Okay, I forgive you. Glad everything’s okay.
Consider me throttled. Thanks for forgiving me. I am glad everything is ok, too. It was a terrible night when I lived it, though.
Good, I was getting ready to slap somebody.
Yep!:) We pulled it together after all.
I love it!!!!! For a few days, I was super sad for you!
Me too. I was very sad when he dumped me. But all’s well that ends well–so far!
Luckily for me I hadn’t visited your blog for a few days, so I only had to wait from last night until today for the happy resolution.
You stinker! (kidding) You had us all on pins and needles!
Can’t wait to read the next part…and the next…and the next!
Sorry! Believe me, I was on pins and needles, too, for the time I was a dumped ex-fiancee! Thanks for reading and sticking with me through the thick and thin of the unexpected life.
You stinker…. You had us all on our knees praying for you. I am so glad our prayers were answered!
I am sorry. I appreciate all of the prayers but never meant to be a stinker. I promise! But I do have to tell my story…:)
No I loved it…. I was so hopeful a resolution for you and was hoping for a happy resolution, I just meant for waiting a day to hear it! But I am so happy to see your doing well (mostly). I only met you a few times before the ward was split in CO almost 7 years ago and then intermittently at Stake things. Blessings
Thanks!