Spent the weekend in Tahoe. The post below is from 2010, but still as relevant. The chores this weekend made me think of it.
My husband absolutely, visibly, without a doubt cringed today when I suggested we clean the snow off the car with a dustpan. He also could not hide his disgust when I used a knife to open the tough plastic on a container. It also bugs him when I turn the ladder the “wrong” way to climb onto the rafters in the garage. I like the way the ladder closes this way and could instruct the manufacturer on what, in my opinion is a better design. I think it annoys him that I want to get into the rafters in the first place.
He sees these actions as careless mishaps, blunders, or taking “short-cuts”. I see them as resourceful, making due with what’s available, or not wasting steps. Why go for a pair of scissors in the bedroom when there is a knife in the kitchen, even if it does come a little close to my nose on the upswing? Perhaps that’s the difference between males and females. That extra X chromosome women have, carries more genes on it than that wimpy Y, thus giving females an advantage on things that the guys think they have the upper hand in.
His motto, “anything worth doing is worth doing well” My motto, “get the dang thing done”.
I love my husband. I really do. And if the truth were known, sometimes I do take those “short-cuts” just to amuse myself with his reaction. Immature? That’s for sure.
So, today, as he was hanging some new draperies, I couldn’t resist instructing him on how to use his eye to hang the draperies straight. Who needs a level when the eye sees the truth? Three hours and many a patched hole later, the drapes look fantastic!