You can tell exactly what kind of mood I am in by the music I am listening to. This is a good thing, because Husband can then just listen and learn. And, I can do the one thing most women who get married later in life have trouble with – tempering my speech.
I have learned that sometimes, for the sake of marital bliss, not saying things is sometimes as important as actually saying them.
LBBs have trouble with this “not speaking” thing. After all, we never had to not express before. Our previous main listeners (girlfriends) are all about talking. But, for the sake of a happy home life, I have learned to communicate in different ways. For one, through my Ipod.
My Ipod is like Morse Code. If Celine Dion is crooning from the iPod, then all is well. When Evanescence is playing, I’m feeling fairly confident. (So, back off.) Pachabel’s Canon and other baroque favorites mean I am feeling a tad jangly and need to calm down. So, any negative news will just have to wait. If you hear Broadway show tunes, get ready for requests for trips to NYC.
And, there are just some days when you have to listen to Alanis. (Don’t tell me you don’t know who I’m referring to. See here for a primer.) Alanis gets me. She doesn’t know me. But, she gets me.
I have about 4,000 songs on said Ipod, which is a good thing because I have about that many moods.
I got Husband an iPod for Christmas one year. I think he has used it twice. But, then again, I think Husband has 2 moods – good and bad. So, I guess that fits.
