Tomorrow night at midnight we are leaving for a week in Costa Rica. The kitchen is a disaster, the washing machine piled with clothing and we have a party to go to tonight. Work is busy and stressful right now and the news is making me want to stay in bed under the blankets. Also, we haven't packed or bought any sunscreen. I need to call in sick just so I can go away.
When we get back I promise the posting will be a lot more consistent.
I say: "Honey, I know you want lemon trees and I have a compromise for us. If you agree that we will take out the two trees in the front yard, the three trees in the side yard, and pull out the lawn on the right side of the front yard so we can make a vegetable garden then you can buy those trees."
He hears: "I know you want lemon trees so blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah you can buy those trees."