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Last weekend, Mark and I had a bit of a falling out. In as many ways as we are eerily the same, we are just as jarringly different.
Quite simply, I’m very detail oriented, and he is much more big picture focused. Day to day chores and responsibilities are his weakness, and long term goal setting and strategy planning is not my domain. Stuff like taking out the trash or emptying the dishwasher, quite frankly, do not fall into his big picture mindset, and therefore, without some gentle reminders eventual turned to nagging, little mundane household chores can fall by the wayside.
Overall, our personalities work quite well together. Since our focus and strengths are on such spectrum extremes, we have a unique way of communicating our differing ideas to each other, while raising points and suggestions that the other may not have thought of. We’ve always enjoyed working as a team together because of the different qualities we bring to the table.
Last weekend however, our personalities clashed. A discussion turned sour, and turned quickly into a heated argument.
I was upset that I needed to constantly remind him to do something, and he became upset that I am so adamant that stuff gets done.
Being big picture focused, he has never been a list maker, and being detail oriented, I won’t rest until those list items are taken care of. He forgets, I nag, and then I nag some more. Sometimes, he turns up the charm and does stuff like this to divert my attention.
As it’s happened before when I am frustrated, (remember “Because when you feel like a big bag of shit...”), I decided to terrorize my powder room to let off steam. (Hence, the story behind my recent post, Home Decorating 101).
If you’ve ever painted, or attempted any sort of redecorating project, you know that nothing ever goes as planned, or falls within the anticipated time line for completion, and most definitely, never ends up on budget. The bathroom project, for whatever reason, didn’t help my sour mood, and I may as well have sprouted horns and walked around blowing steam through my nostrils because my disposition was like that of a ranging bull with a vice on his nuts (or as mad as I can imagine that would make any male).
My temper must have scared the living shit out of my husband because I think he saw “the light”. This morning, when I woke up, there was a list tucked away, ever so not discreetly, on the side of the fridge!
It was my Christmas list!
Oh joy!
I decided to sneak a peak.
I mean, how wonderful is that? He took what I had to say to heart, and decided to make a list to make sure he remembered what would make me happy!
There was one item on the list.
A Pineapple Slicer
!?!
I mean, I do love pineapple….but I love puppies more….
Maybe…just maybe…there will be two tickets to Jamaica or Mexico tucked inside. Then again, probably not.
Merry Christmas to me!
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Is that another smart ass move. Too funny. Well hope the bathroom project works out cant wait to see pictures.
Ohhhh!! I hope you get a puppy. :) (Although I know from experience that a trip to Jamaica would be cheaper).
pineapple cutter? lol...Maybe it's a decoy!!?
I think he was just trying to mess with you!
I can't believe you want to go to Mexico or Jamaica! Ummm, hello, didn't you know that Charleston, SC, is the new Jamaica?
To me, pineapple screams Hawaii. Now wouldn't that be nice?
I hope you are feeling better, Karla. :)
for some reason this pineapple slicer really made me laugh (is there such a thing?) i told my husband and he was laughing too....i think he likes your husband's smart sense of humor............ ;)
I find the dynamics of relationships an interesting study. Not everyone is wise enough to marry someone who sees the world differently than they do. :)
Maybe if your good he'll get you some pineapples to go with it..
That is too funny. Thanks for making me laugh today.
I love me some pineapple but I don't think I would need a pineapple slicer. LOL
OK GIRL, YOU ARE MISSING IN ACTION AND I AM STARTING TO WORRY.
I HOPE YOU ARE OK. MISS YOU!! HUGS!!
Where are you where are you. I was thinking the same thing. Hope all is well.
where are you,where are you. I will go into withdrawals also if i cant read something from you soon. It is now 7 days since your last post and now Mark is home after his trip , I just cant wait until Monday.
just reread your blog of aug 11. All I have to say is walk dont run. Mark can run you can walk . I need say no more.
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