Words ‘Tween Hubby And Me (10 IMAGES)

Frustration arises when I refuse to feel sorry for hubby (his words not mine) or don’t feed into his “poor me” attitude and words.  In that moment his irk is seen.  Hours later, however, he has forgotten what he was moaning about.  By not focusing on that very thing, it poof disappears.  There was nothing for that complaint to “hook” into because I ignored it.  He has come right out and accused me that I won’t feel sorry for him. Yes, the man has a point.  I will not agree with something that is not real.  😂

Almost very morning I hear a new illness or disease he swears he has.  Most of the time this occurs after watching the news the night before expounding upon all the horrendous stories of death, disease, and doom.  I either ignore what he says and continue what I am doing or I say “Hubby, take some Echinacea and you will feel much better soon.”  Then I keep doing what I had been doing.  Again, hours later the complaint has been all but forgotten.  😂

“My mind is shot.”  Now this stops me short!  Immediately I emphatically tell hubby don’t say that, for it is not true!  If he would stop obsessing with speed, slow down and think about the here and now, he would have no problem remembering.  He wants to argue to prove he is right and when he does I quietly walk away.

His mind is sharp when it stops going round and round about too much.  And then he goes and contradicts himself proving himself wrong by talking about something I don’t remember.  I must add my “two cents” by pointing out to him, if his mind is shot, how was he able to remember something I had forgotten?  😂

Another topic I hear a lot is, he is so far behind in his work.  He has procrastinated for years so that’s no surprise.  I say to him, “Hubby, just take a moment to think of all we have been through these last few years.  I’m behind too.  We can only do so much.  Please be easier with yourself and know that in time, we will eventually get caught up.”

Even though I soften the truth, he insists to bemoan the fact what a mess he has in front of him.  Sighing softly, I ignore him and continue what I am doing.  And then I plan on going for a walk.  😂

“I’m older then you are so you don’t know what it’s like to be as old as me.”  Oh my goodness!  I’ve been hearing this for years so I tell him I’ve been as old as he has been for many years and I still won’t complain like he does.  Besides, I have more health issues with this physical body of mine then he does with his.  For that matter, I do not act as if anything is wrong and he knows it.  I consistently exercise this body to stay strong, which he doesn’t.  I reinforce that fact which stops his mouth from going on, at least for a bit.  😂

One day I was told I could not leave the side door leading into the garage open because in two days the temperatures would be very cold.  Jersey lives in our garage and I don’t like the idea of her being isolated and alone, especially since Echo’s death, her biological brother.  That and she has been contending with a bladder infection from the deep mourning for Echo.

Hubby did not want ice to form again on the garage roof.  He kept saying the heat rises, it rises!, and I will not climb up on a ladder again to remove the ice on that roof!  No matter how I pointed out that these frigid temperatures were two days from now, and today was warm enough to keep the door open, he only saw the two days from now and the low temps.  He became so tunnel visioned on the weather he couldn’t see the present.

I told him please get out of your head for one moment and look around you.  It is WARM today, Hubby!  He persisted to continue to say “keep the door shut” so I just quietly closed the door so his vein in his forehead would not throb.  Then a few hours later when he left the house, I reopened the door.  No surprise … no ice formed on the roof when the two days from now arrived.  😂

Fortunately for him, I do not feed into his delusions thus not giving them any more power other then what he feeds them.  I do have empathy for him.  He, unfortunately is missing out on so much life by being in his head all the time.  Among other things, he is obsessed with speed and worry.

If there is anything you glean from this post of mine today, stop and smell the coffee, the roses, the morning air.  And please stop feeling sorry for yourself (if you do).  That all by itself is self-defeating and will prevent any chances of you fulfilling your purpose on Earth.

Life passes on by fast enough as it is without us willing to fully experience it.
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Photography/ “Words ‘Tween Hubby And Me”/ February 2018©AmyRose
http://www.herladypinkrose.wordpress.com

*Hubby is one of my biggest Teachers in life.  He has given me so many opportunities to grow.  I will not turn away from my “vision” of seeing this Vietnam Vet free of irrational fear.*

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