Occasionally,  I looked forward to having the house to myself..  I require quiet time in my day to recharge…sometimes to just be alone.  To not hear someone elses noise – chewing, breathing, sneezing, coughing…you get it.  I can be in the house alone all day and barely utter a peep to the critters.   I seem to be very sensitive to noise.  Very sensitive.  Loud noises startle me.   Other noises irritate me.  It’s an inner thing not a bitch thing.  I usually go to bed early, watch the Young and the Restless which I had recorded earlier in the day and fall asleep.  Often he comes into the room…doesn’t say anything but opens drawers, talks to the cats, moves around, breathes and I have to pause the TV so as not to get totally irritated.  Once he gets the ear plugs in and starts reading, I can resume my activity without distraction.  It’s not like he is making noise on purpose…he just seems to need to make noise…and I am confident it is me and not him …. I think he is just making normal living and breathing noise.  At least he doesn’t sing, whistle or talk non-stop.  I would be saving up on wine corks.  I like to play my music loud…but listening to a few of his songs loud and I’m climbing the walls.  We don’t like the same music AT ALL.. I only play my music loud when I”m alone because I feel if he has to listen to my music then I should in turn listen to his.  Can’t do it!

The strange thing loudness doesn’t bother me in crowds or concerts or bars…although restaurant noise can put me over the edge.  Will you be my therapist?

Until next time….