I hate being sick. With a passion.
Well, not true actually. I hate the kinda sick where you can do NADA. Like just lay on the couch kinda sick.
And it's not because I feel bad, or because I am not well taken care of.
It's because I AM NOT IN CONTROL.
I am a serious control freak. About everything house and children related. I need to be in charge of it all.
And when I can't be it makes me nutso.
I love my husband. He is VERY good at jumping in and taking care of things on the few times I go down. He cooks, takes care of the kids, cleans up, etc.
But he doesn't do it my way. He does it HIS WAY.
And yesterday we had an arguement about it. I was annoyed with the way he did something. I told him. He very politely told me to stuff it.
He was right. (ouch) So I did. (double ouch)
And I thought about it alot. Why am I like this? Why the constant need to have everyone and everything under my thumb? MY way or the highway.
It's NOT an endearing quality, I assure you.
If the floor is dirty, I obsess over it. If the laundry is not caught up on, I cannot sleep. If the sinks have not been sanitized, I WILL scrub them at 3 in the morning. And I have NO CLUE why I am like this. It can't be much fun to live with.
So, friends, is anybody else rowing this same boat? Cause I kinda feel like a freak. A control freak, that is. Ahem.
