No woman’s perfect, and for that matter no wife is either. I juggle a lot (marriage, full-time job, blogging, book writing, friends, family) and on any given day there’s a good chance it won’t all get done. And when it doesn’t, sometimes I handle it like a woman and just look forward to tackling the next day, while other times I take the less mature route and throw myself an impromptu pity party. Those moments are no fun, and last night was one of them. There I was sitting on the couch feeling sorry for myself and wishing there were more hours in a day so I wouldn’t have to neglect to do so many things I know I have to. Then my husband turns to me and says, “Okay, honey what time is it? It’s 10:05pm, you have until 10:20pm to beat up on yourself. After that you move on. You only get 15 minutes to feel sorry for yourself. That’s not productive!” I just looked at him for a few seconds while my frown started going upside down.
He was so damn right, I was speechless. (I married an undercover genius, ya’ll!) We shouldn’t get any more than 15 minutes to worry about what didn’t happen or what didn’t go as planned. That’s really all we have to spare. Time is precious and we need all the seconds, minutes, and hours we can get in this lifetime to make our dreams come true. Why on earth would we waste it for longer than 15 minutes? I immediately moved to make it a new law in this house. The Man, refers to himself as President of our home, and calls me Congress, voted “yay” too and so became the newest bill to be become a law in our marriage. All we get is 15 minutes of self-pity than it’s on to the next one. We’ve got a home to save up for, goals to reach, and kids to prepare our happy home for one day. Pity, you can pass our door, because you’re so not welcome here anymore!
Do you have any “laws” that you live be in your marriage or relationship?