CHERISHING YOUR SPOUSE
I don’t know if this image is causing you as much anxiety as it is me, but my skin is crawling. Thank all that is precious and good, that this isn’t my kitchen, but if it were, I can assure you that my blood pressure would already be pumping over-oxygenated blood through my now steel veins causing my neck muscles to twitch and my “mom-eyes” to POP! (it’s a thing). I am quite certain that whoever left the mess would be nowhere to be found, cell phone silenced. And so, I would have to be mad about the ungodly mess all alone. I would also have a good 20-plus lectures rehearsed to perfection in my mind by the time I loaded the last dish into the dishwasher and the had the sink polished to a perfect shine! Yup, I am that mom. A good mom would leave the mess, go on a lovely walk, sip some tea (herbal of course), chat with a favorite neighbor, all while waiting for the suspect at large to return and solve the problem. No. That would not be me. I was raised in a home where the kitchen was always Betty Crocker ready! We had delicious meals and plenty of messes were made, but NEVER, no never was a mess left un-cleaned. Somehow this methodology was imprinted into my DNA and there it resides! So, do you want to know what is worse than the scene above?
Of course, you do! I mean truly, who wouldn’t want to know what ones’ buttons were? There is power in this information, and since this is a blog about marriage, knowing one's buttons are key in having the upper hand to any argument! Right? Okay, here it is my friends; the one thing that tops a sink full of dirty dishes is …….(drum roll)……… A. Clean. Sink. With. One. Dirty. Dish. Ya. I know. It's rather complex in nature. If you hate spiders, then logic would be 100 spiders is worse than one spider. Right? Wrong! Now, for those of you that “get me” on this one, you can skip the next paragraph and head to the conclusion because that is where I tie this all in together for my amazing “cherishing your spouse” blog post. If you are confused as to what is going on here then please, read on!
Because my DNA is forever altered to maintain a clean sink, and I “feel like” I am also the only human in my house who knows how to do it properly, then if there is a polished clean sink, odds are that I did it. What a beautiful sight and boy do I enjoy walking past it, just to admire my efforts. Now Imagine someone tossed a dirty dish in there. SAY WHAT? Do you see where I am headed? The clean sink is not only teasing me as it peaks o'er the one dirty dish, but it is also 100% ruined. How hard is it to rinse a dish and put it in the dishwasher I say? Where is the respect I cry? After all I do, this is what I get? The comments continue to leak out of my sometimes foul mouth, and the nagging commences. You probably think I am going to say that my dear sweet hubs of 25 years should know better and that if he “cherished me” at all, he would never think to do such a thing. C’mon, you know the drill. This is where modern-day feminism gains its supremacy. Well, I love to let the feminists down.
Earlier today I called that man I married and I said, “Hey Man of Mine, tell me if there was one thing that I was withholding from you in our relationship, that would bring you so much happiness, what would that be?” The conversation took a turn at this point but I brought it back to important matters and this is what that man of mine had to say, “Don’t be mad at me if I put a dish in the sink.” Feminists, before you cringe and sojourn reading my blog, hear me out. This man that is asking for this small favor from me is also the same man that is working hard at his job that pays the bills of a family of 5 humans, me included. He is the same man that maintains the home that this family of 5 resides in. He puts gas in my car when it gets low, and he pays for the gas that fills the other 4 cars that this family drives. He is the same man that is happy to order take-out when he or I don’t feel like cooking, or folds the laundry because he knows I loathe it. He supports and encourages me. He waits for me to come to bed to watch our favorite shows together, and he turns the fan off when I am cold, even if he is sweating from head to toe… I could continue but I think I will stop here. Let me just say; I will never complain again to my husband that he set a dirty dish in my (correction) in our clean sink!
What a Man!
In the book "The Seven Principles for Making Marriage Work" by John M. Gottman, on page 71, we read,
"People who are happily married like each other. If they didn't, they wouldn't be happily married. But fondness and admiration can be fragile unless you remain aware of how crucial they are to the friendship. that is at the core of any good marriage. By simply reminding yourself of your spouse's positive qualities- even as you grapple with each other's flaws- you can prevent a happy marriage from deteriorating. The simple reason is that fondness and admiration are antidotes for contempt. If you maintain a sense of respect for your spouse, you are less likely to act disgusted with him or her when you disagree. So fondness and admiration prevent you from being trounced by the four horseman."