homemade blues

I originally wanted to close the chapter of the "What An Eventful Weekend" series... but we interrupt this posting with a news update...

I don't think it's an update per se. But I have come to a conclusion - perhaps many other women already have, so I may be a late observer, as always - that all men are CEOs. Reference to the point - they don't want to be bothered by details, they just want a solution. They don't care what it takes, they just want to see the results.

Case in point: D's birthday is coming up and we agreed to do have the party on Monday night. And lo and behold, a bomb was just dropped on me. "I have to play golf that afternoon," he says. Have to? Excuse me? Have to? Did someone strap you to a chair and threatened to pull out your fingernails one by one, or shoot you in the kneecaps, if you say no? So who's going to be moving furniture around, prepare the food and drinks, get the goodie bags together, blow up the balloons, etc., etc.? I can visualise the answer - "I'm sure you can handle it, the maid is there to help, you don't need me."

Who's child are we talking about here?

Thing is, we just had an argument about priorities, and responsibilities. I understand my role as the one who stays at home (for now) and his role as the one who provides. But the one who stays at home gets to do all the menial work, and the one who provides gets to "de-stress" (he calls it)? I know it's such a small, relatively unimportant and hardly mentionable issue like a birthday party, and I'm probably being too idealistic, but is it too much for some pysical involvement in something for our son? So what if he provides the financial aspect? Is that it? His involvement is up to that extent alone?

I am extremely upset. I have to stop.


Blog entry Friday the 13th, March 2009: Amends have been made on the day itself. Apology accepted. Arguments noted.