DN9

Marriage & the Husband To Be

December 10, 1943

It was very cold today. The ground, in places where it was wet, was frozen. My towel outside when I picked it up this morning was frozen. It may be beginning to grow warmer.  

I am under my igloo in bed, typing away. Ruth just came in and made me mad as hell because of the envious way in which she told of a woman who she had seen in the drugstore, who pulled out a big roll of money, her husband had just got paid, and she purchased two dollars and something of cosmetics. 

I [Christian] blew up, when she said that's the kind of husband to have, and here I [Ruth] am being given a little by little at a time, or something like that. I raised so much sand that she got on the defensive and went into the bathroom, locking the bedroom door and the bathroom door, and screaming at me something through the closed doors, I being in the bedroom in my igloo. Some life.

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