Yesterday evening Paul had me feel his forehead for fever twice, which means it is time once again for him to be a colossal baby. Today he is staying home from work, parked on the couch groaning and asking weakly for things, and I am trying not to be deeply resentful at the way when he is sick he "stays home from work," whereas when I'M sick.... Well, there is no sense going down this path.
You may have noticed I rarely have a good word to say about Paul. One of the main reasons for this---and forgive me for lifting the veil here---is that reading praise about someone else's spouse is borrrrrrrrrring. Bad things are win-win: either the readers feel happier about their own spouses' flaws in comparison, or they feel relieved that they are not the only ones yoked to boneheads. Good things, on the other hand, are lose-lose: either the readers feel unhappier about their own spouses in comparison, or else they are bored.
Another main reason is that I think you and I know each other well enough by now that you'd assume I wouldn't live with someone for fifteen years if I didn't kinda like him. I've left a marriage before so I'm clear on that option, I'm toward the pragmatic end of the spectrum on such things, and I have a good life insurance policy on him. If Paul were truly defined only by his shopping dumbheadedness and his pathetic babyish illnesses---or even if that were the larger part of him----I don't see any reason I'd stay with such a cheesehead, and I'm pretty confident that's a conclusion anyone can draw. In fact, it seems like a natural conclusion that he must be pretty awesome in other ways for me to put up with the dumhbhead/baby crap.
Another main reason is that non-annoyances don't start writing themselves in my mind. If Paul is being a pinehole, a new post springs into being naturally: I compose it as I'm angrily doing the dishes he left, or as I'm going to the store to get the eggs he didn't get, or as I'm lying awake pretending to be asleep. Whereas if he's not doing anything annoying, if life is going on as usual, posts do not compose themselves. And to return to the first point, they'd be pretty dull if they DID compose themselves: "Paul did the dishes without leaving food on them this time. Also, he went to the grocery store and came home with the things on the list. Also, a child brought homework back to school without me first having to fish it out of the recycling bin."
Well, I've hidden in here long enough; I'm going to have to go back out there. PITY ME.
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