Tyson is a hard worker but I swear sometimes I think he thinks he's the real life version of Superman and he can juggle one hundred things at once. One thing I'm glad I never had an issue with was Tyson always making time for the kids, no matter how tired he was from work and traveling.

Tyson had made us a huge bowl of popcorn for our movie night and sat it on the table but when he did, Tyra almost knocked it over as she wanted some but didn't expect it to be hot.

"Little girl!" Tyson said. "Please." He picked up the remote, turned on the movie, and sat down on the couch after handing me the popcorn. "Sit on my lap."

Tyra sat on his lap but she wanted him to kiss her finger that she burnt. Tyson kissed her finger to make sure it felt better, kissed her forehead, and sat back to enjoy the movie. T.J. had been feeling better and was able to enjoy the movie but eventually fell asleep as his medicine kicked in and soon enough, Tyra had fallen asleep right in Tyson's arms. He knew exactly how to wear out the kids during the day: have them run around, feed them, continue to have them run around, and then finally have them count sheep. I had remained in the living room as Tyson laid the kids down to sleep and then joined me back in the living room, lying on top of me as he kissed my neck.

"Hmm," he said. "You want to continue to watch The Grinch?"

"Sure…" I bit my lip to keep my mouth from mentioning the gym because today was a pretty good day and I wasn't in the mood for talking about it right now. "You're big as hell, Tyson."

"That's what you told me when we first had sex."

"Perv."


Tyson had gone grocery shopping with the kids so that gave me the morning to myself to listen to my vinyl records and do some stretching. I took deep breaths as I laid flat on my stomach then arched myself backwards so I could crack my back, holding the position for a few seconds before heading into the dead man's pose so I could think for a moment. I had put on a vinyl of instrumental music so I could really clear my head to think because I knew I needed to talk to my husband...but not sure how I would start the conversation or when I should. Everything was peaceful but what if me asking Tyson about co-owning a gym would spark a debate that will go from a debate to probably a full on argument? I wasn't sure if I should ask someone for advice...maybe? Maybe not? If I were to call my mother and father, they'd think that something is wrong and I didn't want them worrying about me. Knowing them, they'd fly down here to see what's wrong. If I were to call my in-laws, they too would be worried about me. Hmm...I think I know just the person.

I got up to take my phone off my charger and dialed my sister-in-law. I paused my music as I heard the dialing on the other end and she picked up after the fifth ring.

"Howdy there!"

"Hey, lovely lady. Are you busy?"

"Nope, just eating some yogurt. How are you today?"

"I'm fine for now. I have something to tell you."

"Okay, shoot."

"Well, your brother who is also my husband wants to become part owner or a gym not too far from our home but he hasn't accepted the offer just yet. His an EVP, wrestles in like three continents, does meet and greets for his fans, even has a deal with Redcon that he told me about this morning, and I'm just thinking to myself like how in the world is he going to also run a gym with his friend?"

"Tyson was always the type that took on too much. We all grew up together so you know how he likes to take the entire world into his hands and gets upset when it's too much for him to handle. I don't know how he does it sometimes to be honest."

"I want to talk to him about it before he makes any quick decision without really thinking about what he already has on his plate. I don't want to argue with him. I just want to talk to him and I'm not sure how to tell him how I feel."

"He's going to have to listen to your point of view, whether he disagrees or agrees."

"Well, we'll see how this goes. I'll call you later to let you know how it goes."


So, the very thought of me wanting to climb into my husband's head to see if he has a brain was in my own damn head as I stared at Tyson. I don't even know what expression I had on my face because there were way too many emotions going through my brain to process what kind of look I was giving him but I could see the look on Tyson's face: a deer in headlights. I felt myself becoming extremely angry so I decided to go into the fridge to get a bottle of water to drink and sat down at the kitchen table.

"Tia? Are you going to say something?" Tyson asked me.

"I honestly don't know what to say, Tyson. You're just going to make a decision without talking to me about it?"

"Why...well...look, I knew you'd probably try to talk me out of it and that's why I didn't talk to you about it."

"I wasn't going to talk you out of it: I was going to ask you if you were sure about taking up another responsibility. It looks to me that you don't trust me."

"I do."

"You've always talked to me…" My hand quickly wiped away a tear that fell down my cheek.

Tyson pulled up a chair next to me but I got up as soon as he did that.

"Tia, can we please talk?"

"Oh, now you want to talk to me? Figures."

"Tia, please. Don't leave."

"I don't want to continue to talk about this...I really don't. Maybe in the morning but not tonight, Tyson. Not tonight."

"Okay, fine. But eventually we'll have to talk."

"Okay."


Thankfully, Tyson was busy with phone calls for the entire morning so I was looking after the kids but I couldn't get over him just accepting the gym position without talking to me first! If I had done something like that without telling him, he would've acted like the end of the world was upon us. I kept my mind somewhat occupied with planting more tomatoes in the little garden and watered them along with the other planted seeds that needed watering. The sun happened to be hidden away with clouds so I decided to water them before I forgot.

Tyson spooked me when I had turned to see him standing right behind me as I had not heard him walk outside. He quickly apologized for scaring me and asked the kids if they were having fun with me.

"Yes!" T.J. said. "I want juice."

"Let's get you and your sister cleaned up first then I'll get you guys some juice."

I still say anything as Tyson took the kids into the house while I remained outside to begin to plant some flowers. I guess I worked so hard to keep my mind from how angry I am that I legit was scared again when Tyson spooked me once more when he tapped me on my shoulder. I had my back turned towards the house the entire time but I didn't want to turn around just in case I had to end up looking at him.

But here he was, right beside me.

"Yes?" I said.

"Can we talk now?" Tyson asked.

"Maybe I don't want to."

"You know, you've kept secrets from me. Was I angry? Yes. But I got over it, Tia. I'm just doing what I want to do because it's just something I want to do. I want you to go to a theater around here and hell, maybe even become the owner of it yourself. I want to be happy just like I want you to be happy. I'll be part-owner of this gym but I'll still make time for my family. You know that."

I took a small sigh, took my gloves off, and tossed them to the ground. I put my hands on my hips as I thought of something to say myself.

"If this doesn't work out, I don't want you to continue to struggle. I don't want that."

"Of course. I'm sorry for not talking to you though. I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"

"Yes."

I hugged Tyson and give him a kiss on his lips but I grabbed ahold of his t-shirt quickly and kept him near me.

"You do something without talking to me again, and it's gonna be your ass."

Tyson chuckled softly at my threat.

"Yes, ma'am."