I'm usually the more up one, and try to always be upbeat. If he pulls me down into a blue funk one too many times, I snarl viciously and continually, thus reminding him that if Momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. This always cures him for a while. We go through this cycle on an almost quarterly basis.
It's hard work being a (b)witch on a consistent level until he sees the light. But easier than trying to cheer him up. And generally the house gets really clean and I get breakfast in bed by the end of the grumpies.
That's my strategy for coping eith a gloom & doom pessimist...
It's hard work being a (b)witch on a consistent level until he sees the light. But easier than trying to cheer him up. And generally the house gets really clean and I get breakfast in bed by the end of the grumpies.
That's my strategy for coping eith a gloom & doom pessimist...