So your husband is getting ready to watch The Game. He’s wasting another perfectly good afternoon glued to the TV when he could be out enjoying the day and doing something useful with you. Well, get over it!
Men are wired differently. Get used to the idea. He would ask you why you are wasting your time cleaning out the garage when it’s only going to get messy again, when you could be inside where it’s cooler (or warmer, depending), with a nice cool (or hot) drink in your hand, watching someone else bust their butts for your entertainment. Well, he would ask if he thought of it. It’s not going to occur to him to justify himself. Get used to the idea.
So… what’s so bad about spending an afternoon on the couch? Get some reading done. I mean a book you’ve been meaning to read, not just flipping thru some silly magazine. Spend some time with him on HIS terms! If he starts yelling at the TV, ask what the error was and who made it. He won’t pay attention to whether or not you’re listening to his answer. All he will remember later is that you cared about his interests enough to ask.
Don’t get so hung up on hating his interest in sports. He doesn’t feel that way about YOUR interests! He’s perfectly happy to see you off on an afternoon with your girlfriends. Extend him the same respect the next time he wants to have the guys over to watch The Game, because you have the biggest TV.
Any relationship is 50/50, giving and taking. Be a grownup and give him his 50%. You can argue later about the toilet seat, but let him watch the game now. And before you ask – yes, this was written by a woman.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS DEAL!
Don’t get me wrong – cell phones are no longer luxuries; like cars and computers, they have crossed over into the realm of necessities. A working mom needs to be able to be reached even in transit from work to home, just in case. A person with a chronically ill spouse needs to be able to be reached even on the subway, just in case. Certainly anyone that’s ever had their car break down knows the value of a cell phone! And it’s nice to have a book or a solitaire game close to hand while you’re waiting for something or someone, and most cell phones have those features nowadays.
But people don’t seem to understand that those around them don’t want to hear about their private business. People stand in line at the bank, or the grocery store, or the post office, phone glued to their ear, yapping on interminably about nothing at all, and those around them can hear every word. Private conversations aren’t private any more, and the conversationalists don’t seem to care.
I was at a flea market once, standing at a table with my money in my hand to pay for something that had caught my eye. The man behind the table was on his cell phone, complaining to somebody about the expense of getting a table at some upcoming event. I stood there for nearly five minutes, unwillingly listening to him, before I finally decided I didn’t really need the watch that much, so I put my money back in my wallet and walked away. He gave up getting cash money right now rather than pause his unproductive conversation. How stupid was that?? Wasn’t that cash money what he was there to get??
Whatever happened to being respectful to strangers, much less keeping one’s business to oneself? Think about it – do you really want everyone around you in the grocery store to know what your doctor just told you? But you think nothing of calling your best friend and telling her all about it while you’re standing in line at the checkout – and you’re going to see that same friend in half an hour anyway!
Cell phones have become indispensable tools of living, but I for one am not letting mine run my life.
But people don’t seem to understand that those around them don’t want to hear about their private business. People stand in line at the bank, or the grocery store, or the post office, phone glued to their ear, yapping on interminably about nothing at all, and those around them can hear every word. Private conversations aren’t private any more, and the conversationalists don’t seem to care.
I was at a flea market once, standing at a table with my money in my hand to pay for something that had caught my eye. The man behind the table was on his cell phone, complaining to somebody about the expense of getting a table at some upcoming event. I stood there for nearly five minutes, unwillingly listening to him, before I finally decided I didn’t really need the watch that much, so I put my money back in my wallet and walked away. He gave up getting cash money right now rather than pause his unproductive conversation. How stupid was that?? Wasn’t that cash money what he was there to get??
Whatever happened to being respectful to strangers, much less keeping one’s business to oneself? Think about it – do you really want everyone around you in the grocery store to know what your doctor just told you? But you think nothing of calling your best friend and telling her all about it while you’re standing in line at the checkout – and you’re going to see that same friend in half an hour anyway!
Cell phones have become indispensable tools of living, but I for one am not letting mine run my life.
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