There are lots of ways to get what you want.
One way is to give it to yourself.
Then you get exactly what you wanted. No mistakes.
I tried another way this Mother’s Day.
I asked.
Really specifically.
I even sent him the link to the exact supplier I love.
And guess what,
Mother’s Day morning.
Breakfast in bed.
Squeals of delight.
The exact beeswax candle I wanted.
Happiness all round.
I used to wait to see if he knew.
Maybe I’d drop some hints.
Maybe I’d purposefully say nothing to see if he was telepathic,
if he remembered.
Various ways of testing that didn’t serve me or him.
Didn’t feel good.
I realized that I was putting a high value on him reading my mind.
Like lovers do in movies and fairytale novels.
But when I really thought about it,
What I want from my lover is that he listens to me.
Hears me.
Derives pleasure from getting me exactly what I want.
Well, if that’s what’s important to me from my husband.
I need to tell him.
So he has the possibility of fulfilling this desire I have of him.
The outcome was soooo much better than playing subversive testing games.
It was very clean.
I say what I want.
He knows what I want.
I get what I want.
That’s another way of getting what you want.
With a big slice of loving and feelgood all round.