neurotic Iraqi wife
September 19, 2004
A Nice Surprise????
The door bell rang, I walked very uninterestingly to see who it was that was bugging me in the early morning and I was ready for a fight. I open the door and there he was standing, "Honey Im Home!!!" he says with that cute grin on his face, Time just stopped there. I really couldnt believe what I was looking at. His clothes crumpled, his hair all over the place and he hugs me, hugs me so tight that I cant breathe. Then he utters softly in my ears,"oh how much I have missed you, missed holding you, missed touching your face and playing with your hair" then he takes a deep deep breath as if trying to smell me all in at once. I just stand there, not believing my eyes. this cant be, Oh my god, he is finally here, and I go on screaming HE IS HEREEEEEEEEEEE everyone.
I take his hand and lead him to the room, we sit on the edge of the bed, and Im just staring at him. I still cant believe that Im actually looking into his deep blue eyes. He looks at me so intently and tells me in his husky voice," I'm so sorry darling to have left you, Im not gonna do it again, I realised I cant live without you, I cant eat without you by my side, everything I taste is bitter, everyone I look at reminds me of you(hmm is that good or bad?), I have missed you so much, I aint going back there, I wanna be here, I want to start a family, I wanna wake up everyday and look at your beautiful face"(OMG, he is finally confessing his undying love for me, OMG, thank you God, thank you!!!!!)
Then it hits me, shit, my face, I didnt get a chance to wash it, god. I look down and Im in my lousiest pyjamas ever, the colour has gone from white to a drabby grey and I havent taken it off for god knows how long. Darn my toes have no red varnish. My eyebrows havent been trimmed and am pretty sure the hairs are going everywhere. I smell of cigarettes instead of his favourate scent "BEAUTIFUL". And my legs, oh my god, my legs havent been waxed since the last time I saw him they probably look like the amazon forrests. Shit shit shit what am I gonna do?
He tilted his head to one side, and asked me "what is it sweetie?what are you thinking?havent you missed me?" I just sat down looking like a zombie, "umm yeah darling I did, I did alot, but can you give me a couple of minutes, umm I need to umm freshen myself up" As I disappear into the bathroom, I hear noises, I wasnt sure what it was, so I put my ears closer to the door, and there it was BLOODY STAR TREK!!!!!!!!!!Oh noooooooooooooooooooooooo, please god no, please god dont do this to me, not now, not today. I open the door slightly and there it was, the shoes, the socks, the trousers and the shirt all in one pile on the floor. Yup HUBBY is sure back with a vengeance. Coins splattered everywhere, receipts upon receipts are having a bash next to the shoes. I poke my head further and there he was lying in bed with 3 coke cans by his side(concentrate with me, not just one but 3!!!), and a bowl of pistachios. Yup pistachios in bed, this is just great. HUBBY is homeeeeeeeeee everyone......
GOTCH YA,hehe. It would have been a nice surprise though wouldnt it, if he just walks in, but thinking about it now, and imagining the above scenario I dont think it would be wise, what do you think???
7 Comments:
You nearly got me there.
You had me. Keep your hanging in there though, your dream can still come true.
Lol Ihath, its wishful thinking....
Brian, to be honest with you, I miss all these things and would never ever change them, I fell in love with HUBBY that way and would never change his habbits for anything in the world...
And Jenny, yes its a lovely dream, theres 59 more days and this dream will become a beautiful reality, inshallah, God willing...
You have a way with the words, you literary lioness you. :)
Confessions Of A Neurotic Iraqi Wife, soon to be Number 1 on the NY Times Best Selling List.
You really are neurotic aren't you? I love it. :)
That was awesome. You have a compelling voice (in the writing) btw...
I hope if your HUBBY comes back suprising you like that that you don't worry about your toes and pajamas though!
Isn't blogging therapeutic?
liminal
Lim, Im neurotic alright, can you hear my soothing NOT voice???lol. as for blogging being theraputic, hmm, The only way to find out is me asking HUBBY. Cuz I believe I have become more hostile...... thanx blogger.com, I love you....
personally, it behoooooves one to get matters off the chest...to get it out, to externalize, you know? if you keep it in, that's baaad. so, maybe the pressure was to much inside and now you're just letting it OuT!
regardless, it's making many people interested. so keep up the good work and i hope, again, HUBBY helps solve your neurosis! what kind of ciggaHrettes you smoke, lights or reds? :)
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