On being married

May I have a few minutes of your time to keep it real? Since I do not know everybody's situation, I will just speak of myself. Yes, I am a married woman, but being married gets overwhelming at times. Being happily married does not mean that everything is peaches and cream. There are times that I do wish that my hubby would take a trip with the fellows for like a day or so and just get out of my hair. I don't mind spending time with him, but geez louize, ALLLLLL my spare time does not have to be in his presence. I also want to be able to get up and put some clothes on and leave the house without somebody asking me where am I going, when will you be back, who is going with you, what? you going alone.....UGGGGGHHHHH!!!!

My disclaimer is that hubby is a loving person, but he does get on my nerves at time. The other day I wish I could have taken all of his clothes and just packed them up and put him out. I think he was on his menstrual cycle and he was all out of pads and tampons. Get yourself a cup of coffee and engage with me in this story. He had gotten this new cell phone. He asked if I would help him with it. I told him when I got time, I would. But nobody told me that he wanted me to do it on his time, not mine. Stop the presses! You mean to tell me I am supposed to stop doing what I was doing to work on his problem!! Ha! NOT!

So he gets his draws up his butt and cops an attitude because I was not moving when he said move.  I don't know why I had to remind him that my father lives in another state and that hubby was not my father. I told him that it is not always about him and that just because I am his wife, don't mean that I am not my own person. I probably could have left all that out, but since he felt the need to talk junk, well I felt the need to talk junk too. Somewhere in this conversation after all his drama, I said, "whatever, I don't even care." Did I really mean I did not care? No, I meant that at the moment what he was saying, I did not care to hear what he was saying and he took it to a whole 'nother level. I was glad that I had class that day, which meant I would not be home all day to hear him talk about nothing. And I was thinking, all this over a freaking cell phone.

Later on, I did tell hubby that he needs some patience. I told him I can't believe he blew up just because I didn't do the cell phone when he wanted me to. I mentioned to him that I asked him to clean out the holder on the wall with old bills months ago and he still hasn't done it. I asked him if he saw me pitching a hissie fit about that. He said no. I mentioned to him that I asked him to move some old boxes out of the office and it still wasn't done. I also mentioned about the garage with stacks of cluttered junk everywhere and it still hasn't been done, and I didn't have a caniption. I think he gets the point. I told him it's called a marriage, not a democracy. And marriage is a work.....in progress.

~QUEENBEE~