I have been sick the last few days, and this led to an odd conversation. My wife and I were out walking in the evening after work, and she said something like, “This is the only exercise I’ve gotten all day,” to which I responded, “I can think of some exercise,” of course meaning we could have sex when we were done walking.
She said, “You are sick.”
That’s where it got interesting. When she is not interested in participating in something of a sexual nature that I suggest, she says this: You are sick. Usually this is also related to her mood because often enough she does these things and she even initiates some of these activities. She has a schism when it comes to certain types of sex. Since I wasn’t suggesting anything in particular, I figured she meant that I was asking for sex to frequently, though the last time we had had sex was over the weekend.
“What?” I responded indignantly.
Then I got it. She was referencing my illness. “So?”
“You’re sick.”Now she realised the confusion. “No, you are sick.”
She said, “I don’t want to hear you sniffling down there and by my ear when we fuck.”
That was it. Communication. We never did have sex.
That was the end of the conversation: words.