Things have been good, really they have, but several days ago, Daddy and mouse were in bed reading. He was reading a book he's wanted to read for a while. His reading glasses down his nose, because his contacts were bothering him, he read and read, seemingly devouring the book. As he read, mouse flipped through a magazine, looking at the pictures.
Then she began to watch him, after he turned a page, mentally she began to count one Mississippi, two Mississippi, and so on...until he again, turns a page. At first mouse considered it was a bit like counting sheep. As time passed mouse realized a pattern, between each page turn was roughly 1 minute 37 seconds. Sometimes a little more or less. Assuming all the Mississippi's were correct.
Suddenly mouse felt a bit jealous of the book. It's silly to think this was even an issue but we lately we have to carve out time to talk (and other things), and here he is reading a book, he obviously is enjoying. After a few more turns of the page, mouse remarked that he's predictable.
"Pardon?" he eyed mouse over his reading glasses.
"It takes you precisely 1 minute 37 seconds to read two pages your book."
"You timed me? If you are tired, you should put the magazine away and go to sleep."
Sure at that point mouse could have simply rolled over. But she didn't she moved closer to him, vainly attempting to snuggle. It was completely passive agreesive on mouse's part. The reading lamp was in her eyes and she sighed in an annoyed way while he tried to rearrange his book. Obviously he couldn't get comfortable and told mouse to move.
That's when the argument started. Naturally mouse did the "wife" thing where she brought up all the times he's ignored her.
Daddy kept his cool, until he had enough -- because mouse didn't stop.
In a flash the bed covers were tossed back, and mouse was turned over, and his book struck her bare bottom. Several times. It was a large hard cover.
As mouse snuffled and sniffed, literally butt hurt over her treatment and Daddy covered himself up again with the blankets and returned to reading.
In the morning, after the shower, he gave mouse a lengthy maintenance spanking she really probably needed more than she'd ever admit.
Still the feeling of jealousy perplexed mouse and still does.