I am so upset with DH tonight, well for the last two weeks.
Training is over, he is sitting reserve, not great but training either! Anyway I told him that I wanted him to plan something romatic for us.
I should back up and give you background before the ranting starts. I married the most unromatic man on the face of the earth. ladies we have gotten into fights about *romance* before. and his straight face honest to God answer for being *romatic*..."well I clean the toilet for you today". Let the swooning begin, he clean the toilet for me!
Through very intense mind changing thought processes, I have learned to except his romatic gestures...he brings me a cup of coffee everyday that he is home, he brings me free samples from the hotels that he thinks I would like, he carries my lipgloss in his pocket.
But everyone once in awhile I ask him for MY KIND OF ROMANCE! I lart him know in a nice way that my emotional tank is low and I need a recharge. This time we were driving to the airport and and I said "I need you to plan something romatic for me, you are off this weekend and Trady is with grandparents peferct timing"
weekend can and went, late Sunday night I asked...his respons "don't remember you asking" got the this job, lots of pressure, timing is hard for me, mind running a thousand miles an hour, speech with an I really messed up, promise I will paln for next weekend. At this time went went over a LIST OF THING THAT I THOUGHT WERE ROMATIC and that didn't cost money, that we don't have. So all he had to do was pick from the list plan and carry it out. Like I said I have way lowered by expectations I give him all the information he needs, no guessing, no mind reading, just plan and carry out.
Well weekend comes and goes. Nothing was done, nothing was said by me till today. Emotional tank hit empty, mind exploded, hell hath no furry like that of a women. We went at it. I made him tell me what my favorite dinner was: he couldn't, I asked if he went in the grocery store what could he pick out that would make me smile:he had no idea.
How can we have been together this long and he has no idea! I feel like I mean nothing to him. yell out "missed approach" in the middle of sex and he will give you the " full power, set ___15 degrees, gear up" or what ever it is, but he has no idea what my favorite dinner is.
Twice a year, is that to much to ask? i get the whole different language of men and women, but I HAVE meet him half way, there is no reason why I don't have the right to ask him to come to my side of the fence, and speak a little in my langauge!
grrrrr, so mad at him. and I swear, if you ladies who are with mr. romance get on here and start telling me about the one time that he came home and ..... I will hunt you down, make you spend the weekend with *MR. I clean the toliet for romance* and I will take your man away for the weekend!
