Monday, March 14, 2011
Marriage is hard.
I'm parked outside my apartment, furiously playing wheel of fortune...and I'm super pissed. Just yesterday, I asked my husband if I could borrow his student ID so that I might have the opportunity to go work out at siue's gym. Yeah, it's against the rules... but it's not like he's getting any use out of his student activity fees. I didn't go today... it was all snowy and gross outside. I only left the house to go to the store to buy ingredients for tomato soup... my husband's request. After dinner, I offered to watch a movie with my husband that he had chosen... one he knows that I dislike but he thinks if I watch it with him... I'll like it better or something. I offered to watch this show with him to make him happy. Before we get to the show, he asked me if I had gone to work out. Which is silly, because he knew the answer since I told him that I hadn't left the house but to go to the store. So that pissed me off in itself. He asked me if I was planning on going to work out tomorrow morning between us visiting with our realtor to make an offer on our house and me driving to springfield to spend time with my grandmother. Excuse me? No. That does not sound appealing whatsoever. If anything, being a more relational being, if I'm not coming back home to take a nap after our early endeavor with the realtor, then I'd more likely head to springfield and visit my grandma for the whole day. So I told him, "no, that's not really what I want to do." Of course, that escalated into an argument... which before it did, I had a sense that it was going to and calmly asked Neil to drop the subject... "let's go watch a movie instead." He WOULDN'T LET IT GO. "No.. I want to talk with you." He said. BAD MOVE. What the eff is his problem anyway? He doesn't work out and he thinks he has the right to tell me to exercise?!!!! What does he want from me? He makes me feel like I'm fat... or that if I gain weight he's going to have a huge problem with it. What a vain jerk. It was my idea to go work out in the first place... not even 24 hours pass and he's expecting that I should have hit the gym already. I'll do it when I damnwell please. I have no where to go... and I don't want to sleep in the same room as him. So I'm out in my car trying to figure out what to do. Marriage is hard.
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YES IT IS HARD.
ReplyDeleteAnd. I've been noticing (and noticed at dinner) him making comments about the fat content of food, and how much you should eat.
You should really sit him down-- as in, hey, this really hurts me-- and let him know how it makes you feel. I bet he's trying to encourage you, but as a guy he doesn't know how except to "keep on" you about eating right or hitting the gym.
And seriously. We may weigh the same, but you're a gorgeous tall SKINNY woman. I'm short and full of baby chubb. :D
Kudos to you for being real. And, not gonna lie, there have been MANY at time where I've just walked out and sat in my car for hours. Or called a friend and went to her place to cool down. I wish we lived closer, I'd be more than happy to let you come over when this happens. I'm just glad I have a friend who'll cool me down and take my mind off of things without fueling the fire :) You have my #, I would have listened to you happily.
I'll know next time. Thanks Becca. :) It's funny I just re-read this and it seems silly because we have such good days too... and when we have good days I think to myself... "Marriage is EASY! Piece of cake!" lol... but then there are the other days. We're working hard to make things good... I think we have a good start because I really do have a good man in my life. We just need to learn to appreciate each other more. Thanks for you comment :)
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