Yeah -- I guess I don't really talk on the phone much (lucky for husband!). It's just kind of a letdown for me, talking on the phone, when you know how much better it would feel to be there with the person -- seeing their face, being able to hug each other & stuff. Or you know, even just the feel of the place -- the emotional subtext it has for you.
This is what helped me, today. The music, for one -- 'cause that helped me into a more creative state of mind. My husband gave me a little talking-to -- 'What is wrong with you today?!?!' So that kind of kicked me into gear, getting some cleaning & stuff done around the house. Plus, he got to feel superior
'cause I taunted him into a game of Scrabble by reminding him how badly I'd whupped his bum last time...and of course, he won today. (Which he usually does anyway.) So we had fun together.
Then he cooked!
PS -- Yesterday, I had kind of bad hissy-fit when I slipped & fell face down into the mud on our hike. So that kind of led into today --- heh. I mean, I had mud in my teeth, all over my clothes, from head to toe...