I admit it…I’m a bit of a control freak! I like things to be done in a certain way and I’ve learned that most of the time it’s just easier to do them myself. So they’re done the right way…my way! I’m also big on routine.
I tend to do things the same most days in the same order. It keeps my sane. I get ready in a particular order, prepare to leave for work a certain way, start my day off at work the same, and finish the evenings at home without fail watching television before I fall asleep. Don’t judge me. It’s my stress relief. I like my routine but I’m not always as strict with it on the weekends; which works against me sometimes. Live and learn. I’ll get it right someday.
Normally my weekends are the time to get my “chores” done; except for vacuuming. That has to be done daily. I have four dogs, two of which are Siberian “We Never Stop Shedding” Huskies. In my house the division of the household chores pretty much aligns with gender but on occasion, if asked or out of need, my husband will willingly conquer one of my “chores”. Just the other evening I asked him to empty the dishwasher for me. When I got home the dishes were put away and that’s great. One less “chore” to do that evening while cooking dinner.
As I was opening cabinets during the cooking process I noticed some items were not put back in the right spot or not the way I’d do it. I could get annoyed and nag but instead I put the items in the correct place and neatly rearranged the flatware and left it at that. It’s the same as when he folds laundry or towels. They’re done. Not necessarily they way I’d fold them but they’re folded. 99% of the time I do the laundry so I can’t complain about how the items are folded; just about having to fold them period.
I’ve learned it’s not worth getting upset about it in the long run. I’ve realized he’s doing the things for me because I asked or he wants to make me happy. I see it as one of the ways that he tells me he loves me. And I’ll take that any day and live with rearranging the flatware or refolding towels the right way…my way. All because I know my husband loves me.
