I had the best blog post planned for tonight. It was a string of text messages between Hubby and me during the four days I was gone last week. Nothing bad, not even R-rated, just funny.
But I don't know when to keep my mouth shut. When I stopped for the third time to comment on something he had texted to me, he said, "What are you doing?"
Stupid me. I told the truth.
"I'm putting our text messages in my blog."
"That's stupid," he said. "You don't need to be telling everything I write to you."
And I realized he was right. It really was an invasion of his privacy to repeat everything we had exchanged by text message, even if it WAS (mostly) innocent. I'm not sure I understand what the big deal is. If I had been with my sisters, I probably would have read every single message to them, especially the funny ones. I read most of them to Sweet Girl. But he has a right not to have everything he writes to me published on the internet. He may never send me another text message.
Is there a rule about sharing text messages? Has Emily Post addressed this issue?
So I told him I would not put our messages in my blog, and I put my phone away. Darn it, I was almost finished.
I saved them in a draft. I didn't say "Never."