with Angella Dykstra
I'm a mom of three, a professional accountant, and an amateur photographer and writer. I am not a marriage expert. But my husband and I take "Til death do us part" seriously, and here I'll be sharing how we keep our marriage strong while we both do that insane work-life juggle.
Check out my Work It, Mom! profile and my blog, Dutch Blitz.
My husband and I were in our kitchen the other night after the kids went to bed; We had dueling laptops on the table as we both had deadlines to meet, and we sat back to discuss a few things. I’m not sure what happened exactly, but I’m pretty sure that he started speaking Klingon and I started channeling Beaker and then we were in the DeLorean and I don’t even know what happened after that.
Long story short, our wires were crossed (and twisted)(and possibly aflame), so we decided to just stop talking and hope that the next day was a better one. It was.
Do you have days (weeks, MONTHS) where your communication attempts are like firing into the dark?
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