Hmmm, did I once again guilt my husband into tapping the heart button for a bunch of my recent posts last night? Maybe. Am I tired of feeling like I need to remind him about this constantly? Hell yes.
I feel you. In a case of ultimate irony, the two posts that Joe read, just yesterday, were the two most recent. Come ON! :) My therapist had to remind me yesterday that posting something in a Substack doesn’t count as technically telling him things. Dang it!
I just think that the ONE person who is contractually obligated to be your hype person is your spouse! (Especially since I have visited many many baseball graves with mine.)
Hmmm, did I once again guilt my husband into tapping the heart button for a bunch of my recent posts last night? Maybe. Am I tired of feeling like I need to remind him about this constantly? Hell yes.
I feel you. In a case of ultimate irony, the two posts that Joe read, just yesterday, were the two most recent. Come ON! :) My therapist had to remind me yesterday that posting something in a Substack doesn’t count as technically telling him things. Dang it!
I just think that the ONE person who is contractually obligated to be your hype person is your spouse! (Especially since I have visited many many baseball graves with mine.)