Sometimes working side by side with your husband sucks.  

It’s because there’s a level of comfort there to get mad that isn’t afforded to you in a corporate setting.  At a real job, you can’t just get mad at your co-worker and storm away.  You have to grin and bear it and then go home and take it out on your kids like everyone else.  

But when you work with your husband – there’s this place you can go that you can’t go with someone at the office.  You can use angry body language. Arms crossed, brows knitted.  You can sigh loud and long as he says  for the 4th time the thing you’ve already heard FOUR TIMES.  You can surf the web and shop itunes – right in front of him – as he repeatedly asks “what is it that you want from me?!?!?” even though you’ve already asked one hundred times for him to just tell you what you’re missing from the list.  

“JUST TELL ME WHAT I MIGHT HAVE MISSED FROM THE LIST,” you will say through clenched teeth.

And then when your husband continues to not look at the list but to REDEFINE the damn list you will point this out to him.  He will frustratedly tell you that you are being defensive about the list and then he will pack up his stuff and storm into a different room to make a point that you are entirely too difficult to work with.  He will also remind you that he has better things to do than THIS.

You will sit there and think that you would have stormed out too but you were already sitting outside at the picnic table in your backyard and didn’t want to go inside because it’s nice out and to storm over to the trampoline would have been ridiculous.  You consider following him in and yelling “I QUIT!” but figure he would probably be thrilled if you did do that.   

At some point your ADHD will get the better of you and you will turn to your blog and use this type of wife/husband working interaction to inspire creativity.   Which it does.  

But then writing it shows you how stupid it all is in the first place.

This makes you feel mad and embarrassed because now you have to say you’re sorry because he really was just trying to make it better.  And truth be told – it wasn’t the best list you’ve ever made which was why you asked for feedback in the first place.  But you forgot that because you sent it last Thursday and he didn’t talk to you about it until today so when he started in on it – you got defensive.  

You hate saying you’re sorry because no one in your family says it and you’ve grown up learning it was a sign of defeat.  But you are 40 years old and no matter how young and gorgeous you look - you know you have to be an adult and not blame your inability to properly apologize on anyone but yourself.

You decide a cute way to apologize is to blog about it and then email it to him to see what he will do. You do this expecting he will come out and sweep you into his arms and tell you “I forgive you! You are so young and gorgeous looking today!”  But you have to be realistic and keep in mind the fact that he is not a multi-tasker so it’s possible he won’t look at it until Wednesday at the earliest.  

So you will decide to just run in there anyway and tell him to look at it ruining the “arm sweeping” fantasy.  

You will stop stalling and adding more and more details to your blog.  Here goes….

I’M SORRY I WAS A GROUCHY BABY, LITTLE PUMPKIN PIE.  I MADE SOME OF YOUR CHANGES. I PROMISE TO BE A TEAM PLAYER.  COME WORK NEXT TO ME AGAIN? SINCE WE’RE OUTSIDE, I’LL WEAR A SKIMPY BIKINI…

If a bird does that to me I expect you to shoot the crap out of it.