Monday, May 11, 2015

Expect the Unexpected

When you've been on this journey nearly almost three years, you have a pretty good idea what to expect. Steve knows what to expect from me and I know what to expect from him. It's very rare for him to throw me for a loop with something.

But he did it today.

If you've been following here a while, you know laundry isn't my strong suit. I tend to forget it halfway through the process or I put procrastinate on it until it's piled up. What makes this issue even worse is the fact that the plumbing in the laundry room strictly limits the number of loads I can do each day. If I cross that limit, water backs up and floods the room (as well as the garage). So it's not a good idea to get behind because it takes forever to catch back up.

This afternoon, Steve started getting on me about the laundry being piled up again. Since we will probably be moving within the next month (fingers crossed), he's been after me to stay on top of it. I have been working on it here and there, although admittedly not as much as I should have been.

So when he called me on it, saying he didn't see where I had done any at all, I tried to explain that I had done some. He didn't seem to believe me, which made me mad. So I threw one of those danger words "Fine!" and told him he could do it himself. Then I stomped off to another room.

He said "Hey!" as the door closed behind me, but I kept going. Sometimes that's all it takes for me to catch myself and apologize, but this wasn't one of those times. When several minutes went by without him coming after me, I figured I was in the clear.

I was wrong.

About fifteen minutes later, my phone dinged. I looked at it and found a text from Steve telling me to go to the bedroom. No TV. No phone. Not even a book. Just to go to the room and think about why I was there.

I have to admit he surprised me, which is probably why I went without even arguing the point.

I was still upset with him for not hearing me so I spent the first five or ten minutes grumbling to myself about it. I mean yes, he was right to fuss at me, but I have a right to be heard. Then the guilt set in.

I asked Steve once why he rarely enforced the rule on respect. I wanted to know if it was because he didn't see disrespect the same way as I did or if it was because he was so used to it that he no longer noticed. He didn't want to answer at first, but I eventually got it out of him that it was because he was used to it. Ever since then, I've tried very hard to show my respect for him. While I've got a lot better about it since then, I still slip up occasionally and it really bothers me when I do.

I'd been in the room nearly twenty minutes when Steve finally came in. Before he could even say a word, I apologized. He lectured and I listened without a single interruption. I didn't even complain when the lecture veered back over to the laundry again. Then, once he was done lecturing, I explained to him why I got upset and he apologized for not listening.

He did tell me I dodged a bullet because our daughter was home. If she hadn't been, he would have came after me and I probably not be sitting right now, at least not comfortably.

Thinking about it now, I realize that sending me to the bedroom was a good move on Steve's part. While I appreciate leniency at times, it sometimes backfires. If he lets something go several times in a row, I'm more like to push it because I figure there's a good chance I'll get away with it. I'm a gambler, remember? In other cases, I get frustrated, which leads to pushing buttons, another bad idea.

He recognized that with our daughter here, we didn't have the privacy needed for a spanking. Rather than let it go, he looked for a more discreet way to handle things. He knew I was mad so he made sure I stayed in there long enough to get past the mad and start thinking straight again. And it worked.


  1. Steve handled that beautifully Dana. Good on you for recognizing your bad and apologizing. You two are a lovely example. Have you considered gathering all your laundry up and taking it to the laundromat? Approximately 3 hours and you're done with all the loads. ;) Good luck staying up on the laundry.

    Hugs and blessings...Cat

    1. I thought so too Cat, at least I did once I got over my mad.

      I'm not a fan of the laundromat, although I may end up doing that just to get it done. The good news it that it should get easier once we move to the new house. I can go back to the way I used to do laundry before we moved in here, which is do back to back loads all day until it's done and then be done for the week.

  2. Hi Dana, I agree, Steve handled the situation brilliantly, giving you time to chill and reflect. Rick has done the same on the odd occasion and it works! Good on you for both explaining your point of view and apologising and good on Steve for apologising also.


    1. It was the first time for us so it took me by surprise. Since it did help, I have a feeling that he'll be adding it to his HoH toolkit.

  3. I think Steve handled it beautifully. A little time to reflect can work wonders, and it gave you the opportunity to think about what you had said and how you had reacted. I am, however, glad he apologised to you as well.

    I do sympathise about the laundry. It's amazing how quickly it piles up, isn't it? But for me, it's the ironing I hate with a vengeance. I absolutely loathe doing it. So my laundry piles up in the laundry basket, clean but awaiting the iron.


    1. I'm glad he apologized too. That's one of the many things I love about Steve. If he realizes he was in the wrong, he doesn't hesitate to apologize. Since I'm the same way, it goes a long way to keeping the peace.

      I'm not a fan of ironing myself so I make it a point to not buy things that have to be ironed. About the only time you see me with an iron in my hand is when I'm ironing fabric to sew something.

  4. I'm literally drowning in laundry right now, but you know..I'll go online instead :) I think you both did a great job in this situation! I find that I need a couple minutes to avoid exploding, so some time in our room alone works well for both of us too. Glad it worked so well for you too!



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