Okay guys. I've been holding onto this post for a while- since October, actually. I haven't published it because HELLO MARITAL PROBLEMS, which is a pretty good reason to not publish something. Mr. C hates it when I poke fun at something on this blog that's actually a real true life problem for us. And I get that. I do. However, I've come to believe from talking to my friends and sisters out there that this is a real true life problem for many many many couples. So really, publishing this is kind of like putting out a public service announcement. It's something we maybe can all relate to and learn from. Maybe we can even laugh about it when all is said and done.
So I'm doing it. I'm publishing this.
(And just in case any of you are still uneasy with this, you should know that I showed him this ahead of time. I'm publishing this with his blessing.)
Allright. This post is best said with pictures, so here we go.
P.M.S Week
How I react to messes:
How I react to the kids' squabbles:
How I react to Mr.C:
What all that reacting does to my inner dialogue and my waist size:
Then I feel bad. I want to make things better. I apologize to Matt for acting crazy.
And that's when he says this.
He thinks he's being understanding.
But he's not.
Ladies, I think you know where I'm going with this. Gentlemen, if there are any of you reading out there,you are probably feeling lost or confused. Maybe a little nervous too. All those feelings would be appropriate.
You see, us women know how to read between the lines. We're quite good at it. In fact, we're so good that we can read between lines that you gentlemen didn't even know were there. Now, Matt thinks that what I hear him say is that he "understands", but that is not what his words mean at all. His words really mean "Oh, good. She sees her crazy. I can forget about everything she just said because none of it is going to matter once she's feeling normal again."
And THAT my friends, is when the real crazy starts. He thinks I'm apologizing for everything. I'm not. I'm only apologizing for my behavior. Whatever he did that initially upset me.....that I am not apologizing for. In fact, whatever it was has probably been bugging me for quite a while. I haven't made as big a deal of it because at the time I had logic and stable hormones and sanity on my side. And just because on this particular day those traits happen to be absent, does not mean that he should just dismiss the argument-THE ARGUMENT ABOUT THE THING THAT HAS BEEN BUGGING ME FOR WEEKS- AND BLAME IT ON MY HORMONES!!!!!!!!
Do.Not.Blame.The.Hormones.
Deep breath in. Breathe out, annnnnddd....
This has been a public service announcement. Thank you.
So I'm doing it. I'm publishing this.
(And just in case any of you are still uneasy with this, you should know that I showed him this ahead of time. I'm publishing this with his blessing.)
Allright. This post is best said with pictures, so here we go.
P.M.S Week
How I react to messes:
Then I feel bad. I want to make things better. I apologize to Matt for acting crazy.
And that's when he says this.
He thinks he's being understanding.
But he's not.
Ladies, I think you know where I'm going with this. Gentlemen, if there are any of you reading out there,you are probably feeling lost or confused. Maybe a little nervous too. All those feelings would be appropriate.
You see, us women know how to read between the lines. We're quite good at it. In fact, we're so good that we can read between lines that you gentlemen didn't even know were there. Now, Matt thinks that what I hear him say is that he "understands", but that is not what his words mean at all. His words really mean "Oh, good. She sees her crazy. I can forget about everything she just said because none of it is going to matter once she's feeling normal again."
And THAT my friends, is when the real crazy starts. He thinks I'm apologizing for everything. I'm not. I'm only apologizing for my behavior. Whatever he did that initially upset me.....that I am not apologizing for. In fact, whatever it was has probably been bugging me for quite a while. I haven't made as big a deal of it because at the time I had logic and stable hormones and sanity on my side. And just because on this particular day those traits happen to be absent, does not mean that he should just dismiss the argument-THE ARGUMENT ABOUT THE THING THAT HAS BEEN BUGGING ME FOR WEEKS- AND BLAME IT ON MY HORMONES!!!!!!!!
Do.Not.Blame.The.Hormones.
Deep breath in. Breathe out, annnnnddd....
This has been a public service announcement. Thank you.
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