Pardon my French here...but it appears I am on the top of R's "Shit" List!
I am quite certain there are other people on the list too, but I apparently have the grace and wit to beat them all for the #1 spot!
It started out innocently enough I suppose. After we got through another hectic Monday evening and the kids were finally quiet and in bed he poured us some wine and said we should talk.
The mere words "We should talk" should have been my first clue that it was serious. Yet, we all know I am a slow learner. Perhaps I was tired from a long day, or maybe the peace and quiet was suddenly intoxicating? I don't know. All I DO know is that I fumbled the ball in this conversation.
We sat on the couch, and one look told me he was in a serious mood. He made a little small talk the way people do to warm up the conversation. And then my fall from grace commenced.
R: I know I have asked you a few times before, but I really want you to start thinking about a date for the wedding.
AM: *nods head*
R: I mean the year will be over before we know it and I think we should try and pin a date down don't you?
AM: Yes of course I do.
R: Well have you thought of any dates like I asked you?
AM: Honey, I don't know. I mean don't you think we should get through the holidays and then think about this?
R: No, not really. I guess you haven't given it much thought huh?
I hate the tone his voice takes. It's agitated and lower. His eyes are focused on the ground.
AM: It's just that so much has been going on and I haven't had the time to devote to it that it deserves. It's something I take seriously and don't want to rush.
I almost want to call Bull Shit on myself for saying that out loud. It's honest but it sounds like a cop out. I can tell from the look on his face he's thinking the same thing.
I proceed to list all the things that have been going on in our lives from A-Z as if he hasn't been aware of them or a part of it. Looking back I must have sounded like I was giving a presentation at work or something. After I finished my "list" he sat quiet for a minute.
R: Why don't we shoot for February?
AM: I don't know I was kind of thinking it would be better when it was a bit warmer here.
R: Ok, how about April?
AM: I don't know... maybe we should wait until the kids are out of school?
He puts his wine down on the coffee table and sighs. I hate sighs. I hate the disappointment I hear in his voice.
R: Hell, AM maybe we should wait until the elections in 2008? We can vote and get married on the same day? Or would that be too much at once too?
I bite my tongue. I count to ten in my head...in Spanish just so it takes a little longer for me.
AM: Honey, I think we should plan it for this summer or maybe the Fall. I mean are we in a rush?
R: No, Apparently "we" aren't in a rush. "We" means 2 people AM.
I try to smile at him and reach out to touch his shoulder. He pulls away from me. So much for a quiet night. Way to go AM! Someone give me a brownie button!
He then tells me that he thinks I am afraid. That he feels like I might be scared of the commitment. I get frustrated and start yipping back. I sound like a mad dog!
Is he crazy? I mean we were going to have a baby together! We sold our homes and bought one together! We decided to raise his two nephews together and both of our kids. I decided to cut back work to part-time so that I can be at home more with the 5 kids we are raising. And he thinks I'm scared of commitment?
So, do I realize that he is just worried about this and trying to talk to me about it? Do I realize that he isn't trying to put me on the defense? Do I realize that he's right we really should talk about a date and start planning it?
No.
No, instead I allow the long day to taint my feelings and emotions. They spew from me like a volcano. I am irritated and don't even really know why. He listens to my rant for a good 15 minutes.
Then he stands up.
R: Fine. I get it. You're too busy right now. I guess I was stupid for thinking you would be as excited as I am about this. No, I think you are right. We should wait until life is calm.
He looks around the room.
R: And I am sure with our life and the 5 kids and our freaking families that life will certainly be "calm" AM around 2015! I won't bring it up again ok? You just let me know when you want to talk about it.
He walks off. I can't even open my mouth before he's walking out of the room. I stand up and follow him to the bedroom.
AM: Honey where are you going?
R: I'm watching the game. I need some alone time AM.
He then closes the door and I hear the TV turn on. I stand in the dark hallway cursing myself.
Way to go AM! I am so bad at conversations sometimes. I think I have the word idiot flashing in lights on my forehead. I know he's not mad, but I do know that my inability to read him last night and realize his feelings was wrong. I am now on the "Shit List" and most likely truly deserve to be there.
So, all day I’ve been thinking about it. All day I have been feeling bad about it. I love him and can't stand when he's upset or hurt.
I want to marry him and he's right. I am scared...mostly of my own shadow, but scared. Yet, I'm not scared of R. I love him dearly. I think I am scared of my own failures and the thought of messing this one up. I just made an appointment with a wedding planner. I can't stay scared forever can I??
Some days I am a mess ya'll. And some days I am Queen of the List!
AM
