I did this real long post the other day but then it didn’t work. All that typing, a list of 10 things, and it didn’t take! I gave up.
Okay, just to point out a few things…
Kittenblue didn’t mention that I knit during the sermon at church but I can’t be seen by anyone but the sound man and a few members of the choir. It’s still rude, I know, but that’s the way it is. I have to listen to the sermon twice. 47 Sundays a year (5 Sundays off). I can listen while knitting.
And yes, I know the Giro d’Italia is in May. I was painfully aware of that when it was sounding in the background of my life.
I guess these are my questions for myself, really:
Why can’t I really enjoy doing what he likes to do? Or at least enjoy it longer? I like the canoeing, I just don’t want to portage from little lake to little lake for six hours.
Or why I can’t I just not feel guilty that I don’t like doing that activity so he can go and do it and have a good time? Why should I make myself feel like I’m a bad partner because I don’t want to go with him? I do believe it’s fine for married people to have different interests, friends and activities, as long as there are some together things, too. But I still feel guilty about it.
I do things with friends without him. Recent stuff: A comedy club with a friend who won 8 free tickets (Kittenblue was there, too!). I go to ice cream with some friends on Thursday nights. I meet some friends for breakfast every Monday morning. I’m going to an outdoor concert in August with some friends. I’m going to a wedding without him on Saturday because he really would not have a good time so I finally told him, just stay home! I’ll have more fun without worrying about you being miserable.
Why can’t I enjoy cooking and feeding my husband and daughter? I don’t have that wonderful drive to feed people. I feel guilty about that ALL THE TIME. My husband and daughter are both very thin people. They both know how to feed themselves quite well. But I feel bad about it.
So on Tuesday night I said let’s go to this new restaurant and he immediately agreed to go with me. Our daughter decided to stay home, so that was good because we got to talk. The different thing about this is that I usually have to talk about going out to eat for a couple of hours before it can sink in and he’ll finally agree or say he doesn’t want to.
Then on Thursday night when I was going to get ice cream with my friends he voluntarily decided to go with me.
So I think he is making an effort to be a little more involved in my life.
He does come to most of my concerts, just apparently does not enjoy handbells, which was a bit of a surprise because he joined the handbell choir way back when we were dating. Apparently that was just to get near me. I guess that’s okay. Handbell music is not for everyone.
He’s basically supportive of my music. I was a music major, he went to all my concerts and recitals and even would come to hear me practice sometimes in college. A couple of years ago I decided to take some organ lessons to learn some new things and improve a bit. I was very excited about finding this wonderful teacher. When I told him about it he wanted to know how much it was going to cost. $30 a lesson, twice a month. Then he said, “How are you going to pay for it?” “Well, I’M GOING TO WRITE A CHECK!!” What did I want him to say? “Honey, that’s great! I haven’t seen you this excited about anything for a long time!” He usually does not say what I want him to say. And yes, I did tell him how disappointing that was.
I took lessons, I studied to pass an organ playing examination, I passed, I got a special certification, and I parlayed it into a pretty good raise.
What am I probably really upset about? In one year our daughter will be going to college. At least I hope she will! Then we will be just the two of us again and have to face our marriage and whether or not it is viable. Next May we will have been married 25 years.
Things we do enjoy together:
We like the same kind of movies and television shows, mostly. There is rarely a movie he wants to see that I don’t want to see. Sometimes there is a movie he doesn’t want to see with me, so I go with friends or my daughter. He doesn’t care for action, horror, adventure-type films so I don’t have to go to those. Well, he did like Star Wars and Lord of the Rings. I liked Star Wars, but Lord of the Rings drove me crazy. Did we have to see every single orc get killed? Did the fighting scenes have to go on so long that my rear end got numb? Sometimes it’s a comedy that it a little too ridiculous for me, but I’ll go to that. (Bowfinger)
We are of the same political bent. We believe the same things are important in the world. So that is one thing we never disagree about.
He’ll go to concerts, plays and shows with me. He enjoys all of those things.
Things I am going to be more thankful in the future, that I have learned from these posts:
The fact that he wants me to go with him on the occasional business trip. I have gone with him to Ontario, Montreal, New Orleans and Chicago. My daughter and I have gone with him to Boston, San Francisco, Lake Tahoe and Orlando.
The fact that he figured out long ago how to get some food on the table.
Next time I go on a trip, I’m getting Kittenblue to stay with my dog because the housesitter this past time didn’t spend the night at the house. She left the dog in her cage every night. The dog was hoarse from all the barking. I’m really mad about this. It will never happen again.
Have a good weekend!