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Location: Austin, TX, United States

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

why is she so angry?

My wife is angry. She is trying to sleep but the noise of the keystrokes is getting on her nerves. She heaves a deep sigh in exasperation and covers her head with a puffy white cotton pillow.

She must be tired -- after all, she's been out all day. This morning I dropped her at Central Market so she could attend a gathering of businesswomen -- the sort of networking event where one could expect to exchange many business cards, leads to a few jobs or sales or customers, maybe even new partnerships.

She was just finishing breakfast and talking to her mother on the phone when I got ready to leave for work. Just then, I recalled the reminder that had sounded on her mobile earlier that morning -- I had picked it up, noticed this meeting at 11:30 and asked her about it. She seemed unsure about whether she really ought to go. Now I asked her again. It was nearing 11 and she brushed it off again. I insisted that she ought to if she really thought it interesting enough and she came up with the same reply.

"Well okay", I replied. "Are you sure though?".
"Yes".
I bent to kiss her goodbye and just when I straightened up, something inside her flipped and she suddenly said "Or should I? Maybe I should".

I gave her five minutes to get ready.

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