“I’m actually going to go to bed at a decent hour tonight,” I proudly announced to Jon.
After showering and slipping into my PJs, I walked in the bedroom to find him sitting in bed with his laptop, and the bedside lamp on.
Surely he’s just killing time until I’m ready for bed. Right?
I crawl in bed, kiss him goodnight and close my eyes. It’s the first night in weeks I’ve actually gotten in bed before midnight. I’m tired.
Suddenly, I hear a movie start on his computer.
I KNOW HE DIDN’T.
I open my eyes and he pauses the movie.
“Do you want me to use headphones?”
My eyes shoot forth a surging laser beam that blows his head to smithereens.
“Are you KIDDING ME?”
“I guess the answer is ‘yes.’”
“NO, the answer is, I want you to go in the OTHER ROOM.”
Fair enough? No, fair enough is that I’m not strangling you with your headphones!
Do you want me to use headphones? Seriously, people!