Here’s a relationship interview with my husband of 22 years that I’m trying to have while we watch “Modern Family” and he searches for hotels for us to stay for our upcoming family adventure to Australia next month (I’m desperate for blog material, so sue me…):
Me: How come you can’t read my mind?
Him: (shakes head, laughs to self…keeps scrolling booking.com (booking dot yeah) while watching “Modern Family” (he’s a “multi-tasker”))
Me: So, I’m pretty desperate for material for my blog…can you help a sister out?
Him: (laughs out loud, like, “hahahahahaha” to my statement, not the funny thing Phil Dunphy said on MF)
Me: What do you think is the most stressful part of marriage?
Him: When your wife asks you questions when she’s trying to write stories…(laughs at his own hilarity…)
Me: I think it’s when you try to multi-task ME.
Him: Stressful? Listening but trying not to be a problem solver.
Me: Why is that hard for you?
Him: Uhhh, I have a PhD in engineering…I’m wired to solve problems.
Me: So why is listening hard for you?
Him: Listening isn’t hard for me, it’s the part about listening without trying to solve it.
Me: So, when did you realize I just wanted you to listen to me, not fix it? After you saw this video?
Him: Yep. Pretty much.
Him: Women want to engage in conversations within their relationship, but it’s almost impossible for a man to listen and not want to talk about solutions and the issues at hand.
Me: That’s pretty stereotypical. If I had a nail in my forehead, I’d want to figure out how the hell to get it out…
Me: Let’s try this again…what’s your favorite part of being married to MEEEEEEEEEE?
Him: (hahahahaahahahaha) What are you trying to accomplish?
Me: Nothing. I just have to write shit. That’s what Anne Lamott says and that’s what Micah J. Murray the blog master says, just write shit. It’s the act of writing that I’m practicing, whether it’s good or not, it’s just about writing…
Him: (With the cutest smile smeared across his face…) Why does it have to involve MEEEEEEE?
Well, I think that went seemingly…until next time…