I’m scared I’m going to turn into a shitty bitch of a wife.
Don’t get me wrong, I am really awesome, most of the time. But I get stressed out and nag about stupid things, I pick fights when I’m frustrated, I get annoyed with my husband because he doesn’t live up to my unrealistic expectations (although I know they’re unrealistic). I don’t want to be the wife that my husband ‘escapes’ from when he goes to work.
I think I’m doing pretty good so far, I’m a domestic maven. I cook fantastic vegan dinners every night. I bake cupcakes because it’s tuesday and always show up at parties with some absurd oven confection. I can fold fitted sheets and I put Miss. Manners to shame.
I try to always be someone my husband can be proud of. I always try to look my best, I work out and watch what I eat (most of the time), I make sure I don’t look like a bum when I leave the house, and I try to keep him looking his best by making sure his clothes arn’t trashed and he has everything he needs for work when we walk out the door.
I don’t want to nag him about the same things over and over, and I don’t want to change him. I love him for who and what he is. I just don’t know how to reconcile my need for order and neatness and presentability with his insistence of the ‘pile’ method of organization, the fact that he puts his clothing a foot away from the basket and always leaves his coffee cup on the counter above the dishwasher.
I think I’m going to become one of the women from valley of the dolls. And it scares me.