Not Talking About Bees
My wife and I have just spent a week on holiday in Cornwall.
For our mutual sanity I agreed not to talk about bees and she agreed not to talk about her expanding body (32 weeks pregnant, “about to burst”).
It was good for both of us not to talk about our obsessive thoughts.
On reflection, I would have talked about the same 1 or 2 bee-related ideas about 50 times. No wonder she wanted a holiday from that.
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