This morning

I woke up late. Whatever though, I don’t sleep in very often and I’ve been sick, so I probably needed it. Lately Jeff and I have been bickering over the same stuff. I feel like he’s bossy and condescending, and he feels like it’s all just a “helpful suggestion”. Grrr.
I can’t complain too much though. He has been more willing to communicate lately about it. Before he just got angry and defensive.
Small example:
Jeff: “Honey, shut the fridge.”
Grace: “I’m using it right now, it’s ok.”
Jeff: “But you’ll let all the cold air out, so you should shut it.”
Grace: “I know, but I’m using it, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”
Jeff shuts fridge door.
It’s small stuff. Too small. That’s the issue. I feel like it’s so small that he’s just taking over whatever he can. It happens in the grocery store too.
Grace: “OOOH! Squash is in season! I think I’ll get some!”
Jeff: “Are you really gonna cook that?”
Grace: “Oh yeah. It’s delicious, you’ll love it!”
Jeff: “Maybe you should think a little more about this, are you really going to do something with those?”
Grace: “Huh? Why? Yes, I’ll do something with it!”
or…
Grace: “I think I want to get swiss this time. I want it for sandwiches.”
Jeff: “I don’t know, maybe you shouldn’t.”
Grace: “why? I want it!”
Jeff: “Yeah, but think about whether or not you’ll use it before it gets moldy.”
Grace: “Of course that’s the plan!”
Jeff: “I dunno! Maybe you should think about it more.”
It just wears on me. This happens after he picks out both provolone and cheddar. AARRRGH! It’s not like I’m buying really frivilous things. Just some cheese that I want! It’s driving me nuts. Especially because he doesn’t give up on it. It’s obvious that he has an opinion about it, but he dresses it up so that it’s like he’s just challenging my reasons. And then it gets to the point where I just give up, and then he’ll put whatever it was in the basket. Like it’s a gift.
It feels good to vent about it. I am by no means consumed by this. It’s just an adjustment. He’s also been a good sport about it recently, so I’ll stay patient.
Thanks for putting up with my emotional vomit!

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