The husband and I were chatting about anything and everything as is our custom, jumping in and out of topics…
Me: Did you know that Ivy described me as a thorn in her side?
ZB: Is it? Why?
Me: I dunno… I guess because I always aggravate her or something.
Me: It’s not like I try to do it you know, cos I don’t! Like that night we had dinner and she insisted I was fighting with her over the dessert. I wasn’t trying to be difficult, really! I was just engrossed in eating…
ZB: That doesn’t change anything.
ZB: Why do you think she describes you as a thorn? A thorn doesn’t have to do anything. It pricks because it’s a thorn! So you don’t have to try to do anything to Ivy… I guess you just ‘prick’ her anyway..
Me: *mutters* well at least she says I tickle her sometimes too!
Maybe the husband has a point! I should stop wondering why I seem to agitate Ivy so easily and just accept the fact that I do. :P