Ah, the nesting instinct! Brings back fond memories of my marriage in the months preceding the birth of our first child. Nothing like nesting to actually get work done in the house. I think we got four rooms done. Well, maybe there is something like it: unemployment. Now my wife is unemployed we have gotten the back deck stained for the first time in a decade. Ah, life!
As to forgetting what you’ve said. Really, it isn’t malicious. It’s just hard to pay full attention sometimes when you’re obsessing about something. Whenever my wife says she has an idea, it strikes fear into my heart. “Uh-oh,” I say. Last night, at 11, she said she wanted to discuss some ideas (double uh-oh), but then she realized what time it was and backtracked.
Of course, does she ever say what the ideas are about? No. It’s just that she wants to talk about an idea. Who wouldn’t have fear struck into their hearts? Please, please, please don’t say that. Just tell me the topic so I know what’s going on. In fact, better yet, organize your thoughts before you get started so I don’t have to try to organize you so I can understand it. It’s just too hard. It’s no wonder I forget what you’ve said. The effort of trying to get it out of you in a way I can understand is too much.
My wife likes to start a story… god… I don’t know… somewhere in the middle, usually. So I let her go for a few minutes, and then I realize I have no idea where we are going. Why the fuck is she telling me this? Is she just venting, or is there something she wants me to do? Does this affect my life, our lives, or just hers? I have no idea and already she’s been talking for five minutes? Must mean she’s just venting.
If she’s venting, then I start to go into “uh-huh” mode and then, all of a sudden, she’s asking an action question! What? Huh? You mean this is a serious discussion? Why didn’t you tell me at the beginning? Why didn’t you give me an agenda? This is not fair! And you expect me to remember what you were saying now? Honey, you know you are the love and light of my life and all that, but I’m only human. There is a game on, after all!
Sigh.
It gets worse.
I do want to be included on decision making…. except when I don’t. If it’s something that has to do with my area of concern, then we must discuss this. If it doesn’t affect me, then by all means, knock yourself out. If it’s an aesthetic decision, well… all I can say is you better guess right about whether I want a say or not. If you give me a say and I don’t care, then you lose about 20 points. If you don’t give me a say and I do care, you lose 50 points. You don’t want to lose points.
So we’ve been painting (staining) the back deck for the first time in over a decade. Marvel of marvels, she did all the work of prepping stuff. She researched the deck cleaning stuff and got it and all I had to do was volunteer to help out with the cleaning (elbow grease) and the painting. It was actually fun. And sure, I would prefer she does the corners because my manual dexterity is not as good as hers and it hurts my hand to do that kind of work. Let me do the sloppy stuff.
But…..
During the cleaning process, we used a lot of water and some of it puddled in a hole I had to dig during the hurricanes in order to get some clay to keep the water from running in our basement. She sees this puddle and she decides it needs to be drained because of the mosquitoes. Never mind that nothing we do will make a difference with mosquitoes. So she digs a huge drainage ditch right across this patch of lawn I’ve been trying to grow for the better part of a decade. It was just beginning to get established and….
Why couldn’t she have checked with me? Doesn’t she know the lawn is an obsession of mine? We’ve only been together for 23 years.
Well, @Mandifrlyne, you probably can’t win this one. But my one piece of advice is that if you expect him to remember what you say, word for word, your relationship is not going to last long. You are nesting. You think differently. Try to remember this and give your bf an allowance because he isn’t perfect.
I can say this because I’m not married to you. Neither are you perfect, too! I know your ferocity is acting at a level ten times normal, and if he had any experience in these matters, he’d probably be paying more attention, but he’s just a guy. An ordinary guy, for that matter. Nearly a slacker. So if you want things to work better, you may do well to try to ease up a bit. @tom_g clearly expects him to do all the work for you, and no doubt @tom_g is a perfect guy. Very few of the rest of us are. That is an unrealistic expectation and if you hold onto it, you are going to become somewhat bitter pretty fast, if you haven’t already.
You’re having a baby. Don’t let yourself be bitter. The baby can taste it.
Sorry. Wish I had better news. I’m not excusing men. I’m just saying we are what we are. If you want to complain, go ahead. Just remember, you are what you are, too. If we can make allowances, we’ll all be better off.
Boy, I haven’t had that much fun with a rant in ages!