My Devil Wears Prada Too

Excuse me for laughing histerically - it's not really funny at all. I think as he was bending over to shine his shoes you should've shoved your shoes right up ...... Unbelievable how they can be sometimes, isn't it??

Did you try asking him if he would mind giving your shoes a quick wipe since he was up doing his anyways? So often, we want our men to read our minds. Maybe, if he sees how it makes you happy when he does your shoes, he'll do it without your asking next time...We have to make a few concessions for these guys - they're just not like us, but often, they are happy to please us if they know how. Cheers!

I can relate to that problem "...I wasn't going to say anything." It becomes a matter of protecting him from any discomfort while ignoring my needs entirely ... meanwhile my heart is screaming to say something, anything! Thanks for this.

Whoa - he is a devil! What a different memory you would have of this guy if he'd just taken the 10 seconds to wipe the salt from your shoes too. Sounds like it's for the best that he didn't - there'd be something more important than shoes later on. You will survive - I know there's a man out there that won't even think about shoes when he's with you.

This resonates with me. (The part where he rolls over to the wall and falls back asleep -- how many times has that happened? Such a minor act, but it speaks VOLUMES.) And then knowing that you will not object to any of this. Heartbreaking. Somehow, though, this article communicates that sort of nagging pain without being too dramatic and without seeking pity.