He Drives Me Crazy Sometimes
Saturday, October 31st, 2009He really does, I’m not kidding. I do believe that unless you really deeply, madly love this guy, the urban step mom cannot find happiness in her situation. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to royally piss you off. He is, get used to it.
I used to have these expectations of him that he was going to be my main support system in this crazy stepmadness. That we were going to talk it out, way into the night, examine it, analyze it, figure it all out, maybe shed some tears. Well as it turns out, he’s not much of a talker, nor a listener for that matter and definitely not a crier. Nor does he have much tolerance for what he refers to as negativity or complaining. I consider it expressing, but that’s just me.
Anyway, he does many things that drive me crazy like not consult me, not include me, make major life decisions without talking to me. Sometimes I feel like the cook and cleaner not the wife and partner. Sometimes I feel like I am here to support him and he is not supporting me. Sometimes I feel like I have turned myself into a pretzel to help him in his life and he has not budged to help me. These are just a few of my complaints about my husband.
One of my tricks to make myself feel better is from the very beginning of our relationship I started a little notebook about him. I went out and bought a really beautiful leather bound book with a leather tie-thingie around it. I bought a rainbow’s selection of colored pens and I started documenting. I documented sweet, incredible things he would say to me. I wrote down things he did for me and things I loved about him. I’m not sure why I did this so early on in our relationship, never having done it before in my life. Nor do I know why I chose colored felt pens and a child-like essence to scroll the love notes. In any event, the book is a chronicle of the beauty that is my husband and I refer to it whenever he is driving me crazy to remind myself why I am with him and what drew me to him in the first place.
We all need a book like this. We need to remind ourselves why we are here in this place. We also need to continue to add to it. We need to write down the adoring things he says to us, lest we forget in a fit of rage when he forgets to take the garbage out for the third week in a row. The other day, he said to me, “you take my breath away when you walk in the door after work” . This blew me away considering he never seems to look up when I walk in the door. So I wrote that one down. One time we were golfing and we came across a very beautiful, still pond and he said to me, “I feel that stillness and peace when I am around you”. I almost started laughing because I thought he must be joking. Thankfully, I did not burst into laughter because it was one of the purist things he has ever said to me. It is something I would forget when he doesn’t do the dishes when he said he would, if I didn’t write it down.
It is just a little trick, and we all need them because as far as I can tell, they all drive us nuts at some points in our lives and we need reminders as to why we chose this man and this life from time to time. Even now as I write this I feel warm and loving towards him. See, it works.