Honey HaHa

The Honey Didn't List is a joke sparked by an unfinished project that is glaringly apparent to us, our neighbors, friends, visitors, passerby....

Basically my husband began building an extension to our garage with some leftover lumber. He purchased some other cheap supplies including tin for our roofing but over the course of the last year between working 60+ hours a week and jugggling family events and outings - it still remains as a wooden shell of a space. It's not usable and as a result the things that were intended to be stored there are just accumulating around the house. While the project outside the house falls on his shoulders the mess inside is all mine. Tends to be quite embarrassing for me yet I can't seem to get a hold on the clutter with the various digestive and spine disorders I struggle with daily. So when a friend of the family said to put it on my list I jokingly said "I don't have a Honey-Do list, I have a Honey Didn't list".

My husband, ever in good spirits, laughed his cute little tush off on that one. Now he says it as a joke and I play it off because I honestly wouldn't want to hurt his feelings. It was only ever meant in jest and I'm glad he knows that because his good spirits are what keep me going most days. Even as I struggle to wrangle toys and trash his smile and sweet words keep me from tossing him out with the lot. Plus I get mounds more help from him than most women would from their man and I am thankful for that every day. Even as a curse him for leaving his boots in the living room or his work socks thrown on literally any and every surface in the house.

I generally toe that line between thinking I have it the best and then being sure it's the worst. Is every marriage this way? Surely it's normal to get married and know your relationship and then have children and question the person you chose to walk with you (or nap near you) while you tackle all the added work. What is your experience with this?

Sweet Honey

I've bounced around this idea for a while. While I've been working on a review blog for the last couple of years, there are many times when I have something on my mind that is solely marriage or relationship related. And while my husband is my closest friend, I couldn't possibly hash out with him every little thing that irked or bothered me or it would be a non-stop nagfest around here. And while we're on the subject- am I the only one who hates that word? Ok, maybe not nagging, but picking. I could pick apart a fluffy little kitten if I thought I saw a flea egg. But that's a topic for another day.

So in the hopes of getting along, I tend to twist a little humor into our interactions. It's much easier to laugh off something that bothers me rather than blatantly open up about it, only to get the feeling that I'm making a big deal out of nothing or over-reacting. The worst alternative to hearing these things; feeling intuitively that your husband is thinking that you are being a beeyotch or complaining all the time. Not that he would admit these thoughts...

I was blessed to find a very patient, kind & loving man to marry. While I had certainly found some frogs on the way, there were some "nice-guys" too, but nothing like I had ever experienced before meeting and marrying this one. My family, I am quite sure; likes him more than they do me. You would too - it's hard not to be hopelessly in love with someone that seems to always have a smile on his face, help every person he can, and give you not only what you want, but what you wouldn't even say you want before and while you try to refuse. Words don't seem to help truly paint a picture of the kind of generosity and happiness that is the light around this guy's head. Yet I could just hit him with his own halo sometimes.