Mr H is away this week with work, and I am relishing the spontaneity of life! If he were here, Mr H would have just fed the dog, as he has a self inflicted rule that she should be fed at 5pm, however she is snoring quietly beside me at the moment and oblivious to the fact that it's gone 5.30. (Although she has just woken up and looked at the clock and then at me!)
I can also eat what I want, when I want, rather than planning meals days in advance as he likes to do, and having tea at 6.30. I like nothing better than wondering what to have for tea that night, looking in the fridge and veg basket and concocting something; he is more of a meat and veg man and likes to know what he will be eating a week ahead, which I find a tad boring. I do sometimes rebel and refuse to plan meals but it causes him anxiety and it's usually not worth the effort as I end up stressed by his stress.
Even when I was working full time and had young children, I didn't plan everything to the nth degree, and I could always stretch a meal to feed an extra couple of people if the kids brought friends home. Mr H can't cope with that at all, our kids are now all grown up and have partners but when they come to visit, he wants all meals and mealtimes planned out, and he expects them to know exactly what time they will arrive - life just doesn't work like that! He gets quite stressed by the change of routine if they are coming at 7pm after work, he can't understand that not everyone plans every detail of their lives, and furthermore he can't understand why they don't!
I am finding that his rules and rigidity are getting worse as he gets older, which is a shame as he is semi-retired and should be able to go with the flow a bit more; I am having to "do my own thing" more and more in order not to be dragged down by it all.
Well it's now 5.45 so I'd better feed the dog before she fades away, and then I'll have a look in the fridge for inspiration. He's back on Friday so I'm making the most of it!
Hannah x
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