When Morning SUCKS!

I was originally going to entitled this entry, “I’m living with two morons,” because I was so angry this morning.  I’m not really living with two morons, it just felt like it.  And I know that I love these two morons, especially the little one, but I just get so frustrated with them sometimes.

Last night my husband and my son went for their orientation at the workout place they just joined.  When they came back home, they told me that they had an appointment to go back next Tuesday to meet again with the trainer there.  Because of that, my husband said, I would need to ask my daughter to tape American Idol since he (my husband) wanted to make sure he would be able to safely tape 24 at our house.  I explained to him that she couldn’t do that because they can’t program their VCR.  But we had been discussing getting another VCR for our place so I told him now would be the right time.  Then in the car this morning, we started discussing this again and he was saying that we need to “think about this before we buy a VCR,” even though earlier in the week he was the one saying we should buy it because they’re so cheap now.  I told him that we can think about it as long as we quit thinking and act by Tuesday.  He said maybe we should get a Tivo instead.  I told him that wouldn’t solve our problems because sometimes we want shows that are on at simultaneous times plus Tivo costs a lot more than a vcr.  That’s when I realized that American Idol and 24 are at different times and on the same channel!  (Our programming problem is that we can’t tape things on two different channels even if they’re at two different times.)  I told him we shouldn’t have a problem with taping BOTH of our shows on Tuesday because they’re on the same channel and one is right after another.  That’s when he informed me that he had a tape full of 24 episodes and didn’t want American Idol on that.  He’s taping them because we haven’t even watched hour 1 yet.  He’s not taping them to keep.  He said he was afraid this episode of 24 would get erased if we taped American Idol on it too.  I suggested that we get another tape just for Tuesday night, that he could put up after I watched American Idol and we wouldn’t reuse it until after 24 had been watched.  He huffed around at that trying to say it would be a waste of tape/money or whatever and when I reminded him the cost of buying an extra tape would be even less than the cost of buying a VCR, there was nothing much he could reasonably say.  He still acted as if he was making this big sacrifice though.

Now, you might think that this stuff is so petty and stupid or that we’re TV addicts or something.  We’re really not.  The thing is, it’s always the petty and stupid that seems to trip people up… well, at least trip ME up.  The part that gets to me, though, is the way he still acts as if I’M doing something wrong instead of agreeing that it’s a good compromise or something.  I’m just always made to feel as if I am taxing him in some way, even in a stupid little situation like this.  That’s why I get frustrated — because I want to point out that I feel like I’M being the patient one.  After all, why is HIS show automatically more important than MY show.  There was never even a thought to his missing 24 for the night.  His show would get taped and, if I couldn’t come up with an acceptable plan, I would have to go without mine.  It’s not that I feel my show or my feelings are more important than his, I just think that they should be considered equally.  So you see this goes way beyond TV shows, it really addresses feelings and consideration.  It seems petty on the surface, but underneath there are multiple, more important issues, that need addressing.

My husband is not very flexible and when he wants something to be one way and not another, I am expected to relent to that.  In a lot of ways, that’s fine with me.  He’s a good provider and a good husband.  The thing is, I would just like to feel as if I’m being considered and that he is seeking a solution to the problem as much as I am.  What he says goes and if I don’t like it, or have other desires, that’s my problem.  On the other hand, what I say is a request, and if he doesn’t like it or has other desires, that is also my problem and I need to either adjust my request, give up on it, or accept his wrath or annoyance depending upon the severity of the inconvenience.

So, that was problem one of the morning.