Marriage is Funny

Yes, it is very funny indeed.

Yesterday, I happen to look up at our air vent and noticed that the filter had been mangled and deformed. It was just crumpled above the grate...and it made me furious.

Not because something must be horribly wrong with our heating/cooling system for this to happen, but because I noticed this EXACT same mangled and deformed filter THREE MONTHS ago, and again ONE MONTH ago.

Each time, I had asked my husband to change it. He said he'd get to it right away, but did he? NOPE.

Admittedly, this wouldn't have made me so mad if I hadn't been fighting a nasty "stomach thing" all day and begging my husband to come home so I could just sleep it off.

As the day went on, my "stomach thing" got worse and I ended up puking in front of my son. Thankfully, none of it got ON him, but he still looked at me with the sweetest, most confused/concerned expression on his face. I felt so bad that he had to witness that. I immediately called my parents, my sister... anyone that could watch him so I could recover or at least, puke in peace.... but no one was available at the last minute. I called my husband again and he told me he "couldn't get away". Grr.

You know what they say about moms? YOU NEVER GET A SICK DAY and that this the truth.

I was forced to endure my son pouncing on me as I sweat and dry-heaved the rest of the afternoon. I barely had any energy to intervene whenever he went for the electrical outlets or tried to eat his wet wipes. I had to fight the urge to gag with every spoonful of his baby food, and I don't even want to talk about the diapers... I was just about to my breaking point when I noticed the air filter...

In my nauseous and feverish state, I went to the garage, found a new filter and the ladder, and changed it myself. Then, I had to clean all the build up on the vent (as you can imagine a mangled filter doesn't do much filtering) and vacuum the carpet below. By the time my husband walked in, I was beyond mad and ready to chew him out. Our "discussion" about this incident led into a "discussion" about all the other things he's let slide around the house and ended with him having to put away his computer for awhile.

He spend the rest of the night doing chores and taking care of the baby, while I watched LOST and went to bed.

This evening he came home with the most sheepish look on his face and asked about the sign in the front yard...

A few weeks ago, I hired some painters to refinish our bathroom cabinets. They offered me a discount if I allowed them to put a yard sign advertising their services for the duration of their work. They dropped the sign off today and it's A LOT bigger than I expected... and looks like a "For Sale" sign.

Apparently, my husband thought I was so mad about the air filter and all the other things he "doesn't get to", that I put the house on the market.

We had a good laugh. He agreed to make "surfing the net" much, much, much less of a priority and spend more time doing some of the "un-fun" stuff around the house. I promised to be more understanding. Fight over.

Photo by A Schultz