Friday, April 29, 2005

fights over

Hubby realized he was being overly sensitive after we went over our conversation as well as we remembered it.

I apologized for being rude in some of my comments.

I told him about my feelings about apologizing for reasons that were unknown to me. He said not to apologize for that then. Totally fine.

We resolved it.

I hate when we are fighting. It feels like the world is on its side and things reek.

ugh

Hubby and I had a fight today. While IM'ing each other. He was at work.

He says I was being a jerk.

I say he was being too sensitive.

Now I'm wondering if I was trying to make waves cuz life is sort of boring right now.

Maybe I've been spending to much time thinking about this.

This is the first fight where I can't figure out what I'm apologizing for. Yet I have to in order to keep the peace.

He says I didn't thank him for the anniversary gift, which was for both of us. (I distinctly remember giving him a hug and kiss and telling him how awesome it was) And he says that a box of chocolates was not a real Valentines gift. And since I haven't had a chance to use the spa day gift certificate he gave me for Valentines day I must not like it. He also said that my reaction to it was less than favorable.

What is going on? Am I being rude? I don't think so. I am having my period, but I don't feel hormonal. Do husbands get hormonal? Could he be having his time of the month? LOL

I totally don't get this fight. How did it even start?

I don't even remember. yet he seems to have a perfect memory. He keeps saying things like "You really hurt my feelings with some of the things you said" and then of course I ask what did I say? And he tells me.

Thats right. He wanted to get me a pair of BYU shorts for Mothers Day. He has a pair of them that I loved to wear when I was pregnant with A. They have a soft stretchy wasteband that is nice, and they are knee length, so also modest.

Well, he couldn't find that exact pair and so suggested that he buy a new pair of shorts of the byu website for him, and give his old shorts to me. for mothers day.

I jokingly said I don't want hand me down shorts for mothers day. He took it the wrong way. Then I said, come on, just admit it, you just want a new pair of shorts. Lets cut to the chase (or something along those lines). So I finally figure out that he's not laughing with me, and is getting angry from some of his comments. I said come on you're not going to hold this against me like your sister would are you? lets just say that little comment didn't help (by the way, his sister is notorious for holding senseless grudges. Like when she was moving from one city to another, she wanted hubby to drive 1/2 hour, disconnect her computer, yes, the cords from the screen to the CPU, the mouse cord, etc. Then drive 1 1/2 hours and hook it all up for her at the new place. When he said he had other things he needed to do, she wouldn't talk to him for like 4 months. Finally she told him she would forgive him for some reason or another.)

Yeah, he is still mad at me. For some reason I don't want to grovel. Because let me tell you I'm not feeling it. I don't know why he is mad.

So should I grovel?


I hate this.

Thursday, April 28, 2005

Another day, not another dollar

Well, I finally got my first non-family comment. Yahoo!

I don't know how to answer comments yet, I'm sure there is a way. Until then...

I found out that my possible buisiness opportunity wasn't possible.

I e-mailed deseret book (Mormon handicraft) and they replied saying that basically at this time they weren't looking for people who crochet.

So I've been playing around with the idea of selling my crocheted items on my own website. That way I would get to keep all the money... but could I keep up with the (please!)demand.

I don't know.

Anybody want to join me in creating stuff to sell on my website?

So right now I am crocheting in my spare time and just building an inventory. I just hope I don't get invited to a bunch of baby showers in the meantime. I think my ward is starting to catch on to the fact that if I get invited to a baby shower I usually give a crocheted baby blanket. :)

To buy a .com domain name it would cost $8-9 and then you have to spend around $5? per month to host it.... it wouldn't be all that expensive if I were able to make and sell enough.

It just seems like there ought to be an easier way to make money than this at home.

I don't go in for those strange pyramid schemes. My parents bought into 2-3 while I was growing up, and they never panned out. I can't see myself ever doing that.

My younger sister L is in the process of buying a home right now. She is currently getting yanked around by her loan guy, and her realtor is kind of being clueless about the whole thing and letting the loan guy yank her around.

She was supposed to sign on the house today. They told her yesterday that it would have to wait until Monday, and her realtor is trying to push it to Tuesday. These people are just yanking her around much more than necessary. I think some of it has to do with the fact that she is very busy and not able to keep bugging them all the time.

But she's moving here on Saturday. So I'm excited. I'm really excited about the fact that she will be living about 10 min away. I think it will help me feel less isolated from my family, most of whom live 30 min away.

Don't worry, I don't plan on using her for free babysitting.

Although that brings up a story....Last Saturday hubby and I both had places to be in the morning. I had to be at a primary activity. I took the baby. Hubby wanted to go to softball practice. I called my brother C to see if his oldest daughter could babysit our oldest, C. He lives about 20 min away, but hubby's practice was near there. So that is what happened. It went well, we all had fun. But when hubby went to pick up our daughter, my brother C wouldn't let him pay for the babysitting. My brother said it was because of all the free babysitting I did for him when they were a young broke family. This was great, We had the money, but its always nice to save $$ here and there. What I didn't like was the fact that I don't think my brother told his daughter who did the actual babysitting the reason she wouldn't be paid. I feel bad, and will most likely give her a special treat the next time I see her... Maybe I'll invite her over to play a nancy drew computer game or just give her a king sized candy bar.

Well, enough for today, The Apprentice is about to start!