‘I am Not That Wife’ (Turned Out I am)
I thought I was better than ‘them’.
‘They’ are overly critical of their husbands. ‘He didn’t take out the trash.’ ‘He is messy.’ Blah blah blah…
Being a messy person myself, I was able to overlook minor inconveniences like these. Sure, I had to nag my husband every once in a while. That’s part of the game.
Seven years into my marriage, I stand corrected.
A few days ago, he picked up our fresh milk delivery from outside and placed it on the dining table, right where I sat working.
Seriously? Take a few steps and you’ll be in front of the fridge where that milk belongs.
I reminded him to put it in the fridge, which he did.
See, the issue isn’t that he doesn’t understand. He does.
The issue is… the mental load. ‘Put this here.’ ‘Put this there.’ It takes an additional corner of my mind.
The used cup belongs in the kitchen. The container needs its lid on.
Duh! It doesn’t get any simpler than that.
Am I learning this about my husband just now? Why is it that my annoyance has only surfaced recently?
