Oh the joys of living with a non artist, non-creative partner.
I’m trying to have a deep, productive conversation about branding and creating content in a way that will attract new readers, and my partner would rather talk about my dry lips.
“Your lips are dry,” She said.
“I’m focused on branding and creating. Not lips,” I reply, slightly irritated. “I don’t need distractions right now.”
“Your lips are a distraction,” She said before yucking like a hyena.
“I guess… yeah,” I dryly replied. “My lips are a distraction.”
She laughs harder.
I don’t find distractions of any kind amusing. Obviously she does.
I’ll make sure to distract her when she wants to have a discussion topics that are important to her. Like Cyber Security. Or BACON.