Contradictions of life...and a win for my H, mixed in with some old behavior.
This is long. Feel free to ignore.
Saturday was a scheduled event that I have been looking forward to for months. An optics sale, annual, I've been saving for new binoculars for awhile. I told H about it, let him know that I wanted to go EARLY, even mentioned he may want to go to a different SA meeting instead of his Saturday one, which he did on Thursday night. Friday morning comes and he says he wants to do his regular SA meeting, too. My first reaction was that he needed it, I'm not questioning why. Then I pressed him. Turns out, during the week, he was contacted by someone who wanted him to run the Beginnings class, which is AFTER his meeting, he said yes.
What? Clearly old thinking. "I" can be disappointed. He can let me down, say no to me, but doesn't dare say no to anyone else. I was pissed. I'd either have to wait to go, possibly missing out on the deal I was hunting, or go by myself, an hour ride and then bird watching by myself and eating alone, etc. I did far too much on my own in the old days. I started to turn off the light and (probably) seethe so much all night I'd never get to sleep. Instead I confronted him, nicely, told him that this was old behavior, he had made someone else a priority and I was annoyed. He listened, agreed and said he'd text someone in the AM to tell them he couldn't do it. Good. Of course, now I'm feeling a little guilty because I've caused him to let down someone else. I quickly squashed that. I was justified in my request. Funny, HE couldn't sleep, he who is asleep before his head hits the pillow. I heard him get up and didn't hear him when he came back to bed.
Good. I considered that a good sign and healthy interaction. We went early, got TWO pairs of binoculars at a reasonable price, took a walk on the beach and had a great lunch at a favorite restaurant. I'm sure the class was fine without him.
And then...
Another vent...sorry ladies, you are my go to audience.
My H loses things. All kinds of things (including himself, in Paris, I digress) He recently lost a good, but not expensive, camera on a trip, leaving him without for his scuba excursion. I no longer "find" things for him, he no longer accuses me of hiding his stuff.
I'm not immune. I don't always know where my keys are, my cellphone, etc. I use a "tile." It helps. But my keys are on a long lanyard (purple, sentimental value, "Library Goddess" lanyard.) Happy feelings about it.
I don't give him the key to my leased car. Too risky. He can use mine anytime. But he takes the car key off the lanyard. I don't know how many times he's said indignantly, "I won't LOSE it!" Well, you guessed it, he lost it. It didn't have any keys on it, but it had the rest of my life. My gym card, my store loyalty cards, library card, AAA, etc. None of it is irreplaceable, but all a pain to replace, except for the lanyard itself. But man! I am annoyed. Not just for the lanyard, but all of it.
I'm not smarter than him, I am more practical. Over the years I have made suggestions that are ignored if not openly received with hostility. ("It might help if you always put your keys and wallet in this LARGE container I've left here for your convenience." "It's probably a good idea to put the maximum amount you can into that retirement account since your employer is matching it 100%." "Here is the address of the hotel in case you get separated. Slip it in your wallet.") Of course he did none of those things, hence the "lost in Paris" part.
Some of this is just plain denial, (of course he won't lose it!) some of it is dumbass stuff.
But some of it is residual stinkin' thinkin. (I'm NOT doing that because she is suggesting it!) Nyah, nyah, nyah.
Like Ashes often says, I don't know if he has the time left in his life to change completely. But this makes me nuts.
To be sure, he will NEVER take my keys of whatever lanyard I find, ever again. Maybe that's progress?