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Me: OMG, I was just thinking about all the things you did when we were dating that you don’t do anymore!
Hubby: What are you talking about?
Me: First of all, you never cared about all the sports – if a game was on you would gladly leave it to go out on a date with me or hang out with me. Now I can’t drag you away!
Hubby: Laugh – that’s not true. Besides you could always watch them with me! 
Me: Right – yuck. You gave me a false image of you…I would talk and you would listen. Any request and you would be there…You gave me a false idea that I could control you.
Hubby: What – I wasn’t listening to what you just said.
Me: Case and point!
So, now that I’ve discussed the story behind me and the husband…now we can get into the real nitty gritty!
No one ever mentions to you how hard things can get in a relationship when life comes at you fast. All of a sudden things aren’t about dates, kisses, etc. Now it’s the real world, with bills, job losses, house upkeep. It’s a hard job people. And now that I’m a year in, I’ve realized it’s all about the approach. It’s all about the teamwork and getting things done.
Before - yeah, those are weeds people.
After - much better *sigh*
Every weekend growing up weekends were filled with our lists of chores you did. They were expected and somehow rewarding all at the same time. You would put your name next to the chore and cross it out to feel that satisfaction of a job well done…and then you could relax and go on your merry way.
Well now that I’m married those pre-conceived notions have come along with the package I must say. It’s now a requirement that we must create a list every weekend …no not really, but I may make a mental one…
1.Laundry
2.Dishes
3.Bathrooms
4. Vacuum (3 animals people)
5.Groceries
Don’t all efficient adults do this? Well they should if not. But this is where the whole unspoken expectations come into play in marriage. It’s typical for a person to see the mom do certain chores and expect to carry that out once she’s married and to expect the husband to do certain chores cause your dad did.
Anyways, what I’ve figured out is that weekend ritual my family so kindly created has psychologically connected the necessity for a clean house in order for me to enjoy my weekend. Cleaning = serenity…after having this epiphony the other week I shared it with the other sisters and they agreed. This is why the boys get such a hard time every weekend when they don’t follow suit! Since then I’ve tried to make it a little easier for my husband.
Now that I’m aware that all I need to be happy is for him to clean the whole house…I just have to make it known now, right? 
So, I have a confession. I had a mildly scary almost misdemeanor occur this weekend. So here it is:
Here I was waking up at 8:30am on a Sat morning, doing some dishes, laundry, feeding the animals, bills, etc. You know, being a good wife and all. So I was paying some bills with my husbands account. Yes I am the financially minded one in our household; I guess that’s what you get after getting a finance degree. Anyways, I was pretty glad realizing this was one of the few months that he happened to have 3 paychecks. So I decided to transfer a couple hundred to our joint account as a cushion for a rainy day. (Technically that rainy day will come sooner than later with our mortgage going up based on wonderful taxes, but I won’t bore you with any details).
So I transferred some money and as soon as I clicked out of the transfer funds. And like a good OCD individual (we’ll expand on this later) I checked the new balance of our joint account to smile at myself for a job well done. And much to my demise, the balance was not there. I quickly realized I transferred the money erroneously to my husband’s Visa. After several unpleasantries passed my lips I decided to call Wells Fargo and do what I could to transfer the money back into a transferrable account.
WF Rep: Could I have you name please?
Me: Alan Last Name
WF Rep: Could I have YOUR name please?
Me: Alan
WF Rep: What’s the last four our your SSN?
Me: 1234 (technically I spoke the correct numbers)
WF Rep: Mother’s Maiden Name, Middle Name, Acct #
I got them all right, and decided to keep on with the game. (I knew I wasn’t on his account, but there was no need up to that point, I had all the access I needed online to do my bills, and it was never required.)
WF Rep: Please hold…
Me: Oh, Crap…*under my breath*
I guess at this point I should further explain myself. My husband works for an identity theft company. So it was not part of my better judgement to act falsely upon his behalf.
New WF Rep: Hello, could I have your name?
Me: *more timid* Alan Last Name
New WF Rep: Hi Miss Last Name, I am part of the WF Fraud department, and lately we’ve been having a lot of concern when it comes to fraud.
At this point I folded like a lawn chair and admitted my lies.
Long story short, I called my husband (who was faithfully at work protecting other identities for the day) and left a sobby message on his cell phone.
Me: So you’re going to have to go to WF and take the fraud hold off your account. Bring your id. I’m, sorry, I love you. Please have them transfer the money back for me.
Several hours later, my husband comes home from work. I guess it didn’t help he had his company shirt on, which was well recognized for the identity theft. He had to tell the story of his wife pretending to be him.
I can’t help but wonder why my husband didn’t have a gender neutral name. Yeah, maybe I don’t learn my lessons very well
Well…what can I say? My sister is addicted to this blogging world and thought I had some words of advice to share with everyone. I have a lot of psychological theories; look for the things that “click” for me in the world…
Like yesterday, weirdest thing happened I found myself thinking about a song “Return to me”. Singing it in the shower that day, had a nice time getting a massage, going to lunch with the little sister and there it was, the song playing in the background. Is that not a sign people? Things like that happen people and and what can I say, I’m just more aware.
Anyways, for now I thought I would give you a site I was looking up today that litterally made me laugh out loud. Though I’d share it with the world:
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