A big fat miserable one ready to dump on your good mood with grit and determination. I love my husband dearly but he has a tendency to be so serious! The ultimate miserable old git in a young man’s body.
My other half has two personalities. One that thinks everything through point by point and one that doesn’t think at all. Sometimes he is off in his own little land with his plans and great ideas. Then there are times, like now, where he provides the ideal location for fun to come and die
Today we finally had some time to spend together as a family. I was so excited. A lovely stroll along the beach with my husband and daughter. Maybe we could stop and get a drink in a local pub. Maybe we could go and goof around in an arcade along the seafront. Maybe we could grab a bag of chips and watch the sun set across the water…
I keep forgetting that my husband can be a total fun sponge at times. First it was the smoking. We are both ex smokers so his no-nonsense, after school special, open disdain about the matter is comical. He can’t just saunter passed without voicing his disgust rather loudly. Then he continues his solo conversation reiterating the dangers to our child and the invariable victimisation of all passive smokers. Oh Shut up! I had been waiting all week to have this time and he was crapping all over it.
He moves on. This time to the smokers outside the bar we went too. Smoking in public is a hugely contentious issue for a lot of people but openly being abusive in the street about someone else’s life choices is just not cool. Later on his mood dipped again due to hunger. Yay. I love having two kids!! It’s busy in the restaurant and there is a 40 minute wait for the food. This just keeps getting better…
Best part of the day was him asking me if I had enjoyed our time together this afternoon. Despite the colourful language waiting to burst out of every pore, I took the high ground. I took a deep nicotine free breath and said “it has been lovely, thank you“.
On the drive back our daughter decided to kick off massively. Screaming all the way home in her car seat. Only one thought occupied my mind at this point…I could murder a cigarette right now! Obviously I kept that amazing thought to myself. I know my husband would love to repeat his stance on the matter but frankly I would rather pull my eyelashes out one by one.