Arguing with Your Wife Can Lead to Erratic Behavior
I was hurrying to make a dentist appointment. I had to leave in 15 minutes. I wasn’t sure if my husband was going with me or whether I needed to come home and get him before I left for San Luis Obispo. He was dressing. I asked if he were coming with me. He replied that he was dressing. (Not the reply I needed right then. He is a slow dresser.) He was putting on his compression socks, which is quite a procedure, since he can’t reach his feet and has to use a special sock tool to put any socks on.
He finally got his socks on, the clock was ticking, and he couldn’t find the orthopedic arch support insert he has to wear if he walks anywhere – even around the house. You see one in his slipper above. He has one for each foot, and they get changed from shoes to slippers and back. There are no spares.
He often interprets questions such as “Are you coming with me?” as nagging, when all I really want is the answer so that I know whether to wait or leave without him. When he thinks I’m nagging, he gets upset. I was asking questions while he was dressing and he thought I was nagging. Nobody wins these rounds. I honestly don’t know how to prevent them. All I knew was I would be late if I didn’t get out the door in another three minutes and he was only partly dressed.
He asked me to help him find the missing insert. I looked – even in places he told me I wouldn’t find it. Why? Because sometimes that’s exactly where I do find it. But none of the usual places produced the support.
Finally I looked in the only place I hadn’t – inside the shoe that he had put the first insert in. Sure enough. He’d put the other one on top of it and they were in the same shoe. He couldn’t believe he’d done that. I had to leave without him.
Last night I made him pose for this picture so I could show you where the insert had hidden, but by this time they were both in his slippers. He’s pulling off the one from the top of the other one. He says it never would have happened if he’d been paying attention instead of “arguing” with me.
Anything like this ever happened at your house?
Text and Photos Copyright 2013, B. Radisavljevic, All Rights Reserved
Image Credit » I took the photo.