So, this morning started well.
Greg: We shouldn't water the garden in the evening, cos it attracts the slugs.
Me: Yes, I know, which is why I normally water in the morning.
Greg: Then why did you ask me to water last night? (I was cooking when I asked him - he looked lost not having to do the cooking, so I thought I'd give him something to do so he didn't interfere in what I was doing which he has a habit of doing and also thought he might enjoy it)
Me: Cos I noticed in the morning when I got home from work that the plants were looking a little thirsty.
Greg: Why didn't you water then?
Me: Um...because I've been working 13 hour night shifts and I was tired. (hint hint - feel sorry for me)
Greg: Hmm (my interpretation - that is no excuse)
Me: Listen, you've been away for three days. I've had a lot to do while you've been gone. (me whining - please note I've been doing ALL the cooking which is my pet hate)
Greg: Welcome to my world.
?
Ookay, not such a great start...
I let go of the need to be a control freak when I realised it was stressing me out. Greg hasn't - maybe comes from his army days. Can't stand things not being done yesterday. Now because I do things at a leisurely pace, he lands up doing everything in his need to have it done yesterday.
I shrug. If that's the way he wants to be then let him.
Don't get me wrong. One of things about him that I love is his get up and go attitude, but sometimes, you gotta step back and chillax.
So this morning I decided to let it slide. Sometimes I rise to the bait and we fight, but mostly I let it go. We both do, but sometimes we have a major fight, the temptation irresistible. Can't live together for 30 years and not fight, that would be just too weird.
Today is my cleaning/gardening day. I do it slowly as I potter around doing a little here and there - unless I am meeting a friend, then I put my speedy shoes on.
Sometimes Greg pops in at home. To get in he has to to climb over/dodge all the stuff laying around as evidence of my cleaning, doing 6 different things at once, but I am sitting down having a cup of tea, on Facebook, the laptop or simply meditating quietly :-)
He'll ask me if I am finished or starting.
Me: I'm in the middle.
Greg: Oh (puzzled face)
It is nice to be spending some ME time in between. I'm a worker bee, mother, wife, lover, daughter, niece, cousin, sister, friend most of the time so every little bit of time for ME is wonderful - I grab it with both hands.
Lol, I did not sit down to write a post about this, but somehow I've landed up doing so.
Greg: We shouldn't water the garden in the evening, cos it attracts the slugs.
Me: Yes, I know, which is why I normally water in the morning.
Greg: Then why did you ask me to water last night? (I was cooking when I asked him - he looked lost not having to do the cooking, so I thought I'd give him something to do so he didn't interfere in what I was doing which he has a habit of doing and also thought he might enjoy it)
Me: Cos I noticed in the morning when I got home from work that the plants were looking a little thirsty.
Greg: Why didn't you water then?
Me: Um...because I've been working 13 hour night shifts and I was tired. (hint hint - feel sorry for me)
Greg: Hmm (my interpretation - that is no excuse)
Me: Listen, you've been away for three days. I've had a lot to do while you've been gone. (me whining - please note I've been doing ALL the cooking which is my pet hate)
Greg: Welcome to my world.
?
Ookay, not such a great start...
I let go of the need to be a control freak when I realised it was stressing me out. Greg hasn't - maybe comes from his army days. Can't stand things not being done yesterday. Now because I do things at a leisurely pace, he lands up doing everything in his need to have it done yesterday.
I shrug. If that's the way he wants to be then let him.
Don't get me wrong. One of things about him that I love is his get up and go attitude, but sometimes, you gotta step back and chillax.
So this morning I decided to let it slide. Sometimes I rise to the bait and we fight, but mostly I let it go. We both do, but sometimes we have a major fight, the temptation irresistible. Can't live together for 30 years and not fight, that would be just too weird.
Today is my cleaning/gardening day. I do it slowly as I potter around doing a little here and there - unless I am meeting a friend, then I put my speedy shoes on.
Sometimes Greg pops in at home. To get in he has to to climb over/dodge all the stuff laying around as evidence of my cleaning, doing 6 different things at once, but I am sitting down having a cup of tea, on Facebook, the laptop or simply meditating quietly :-)
He'll ask me if I am finished or starting.
Me: I'm in the middle.
Greg: Oh (puzzled face)
It is nice to be spending some ME time in between. I'm a worker bee, mother, wife, lover, daughter, niece, cousin, sister, friend most of the time so every little bit of time for ME is wonderful - I grab it with both hands.
Lol, I did not sit down to write a post about this, but somehow I've landed up doing so.
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