Inevitably we all have some flaws, right? One of my flaws, which I don't really speak too openly about, is eavesdropping. Some of you know about this habit of mine, but many others may be quite surprised by this statement. It's not like eavesdropping in a room where you know everyone, but aren't a part of the conversation. I mean eavesdropping in on conversations of complete strangers, typically mid conversation, which makes it a challenge to figure out what's going in. To top it off, I may add, I have become quite good at reading lips. Gosh, I feel ten pounds lighter already.
Here truly is rock bottom for me. The four of us, on a whim, went out to breakfast one morning last month. Turns out I couldn't tell you one thing my husband said to me, because I was completely consumed. I had hit the eavesdropping JACKPOT. There were two men in a booth behind me, having breakfast as well. My radar first when off when I heard divorce, affair, in my bed. Talk soon moved to letters in cars, her mother's house, her bills that he's paying for, how she's already moved in with the new guy, and they were both police officers. Poor guy, sounds like his soon-to-be ex was a real loser. I may have even detected a sniffle or two.
And me, I just have a problem with listening too closely to conversations that weren't meant for me. The first step for getting help is admitting to a problem, I am on the path of recovery, and paying close attention to exactly what my husband is saying. Yes, this is definitely a work in progress.