For all the readers who have thought that I am not self critical enough: THIS BLOG IS FOR YOU...maybe
A few weeks ago I went to a play with my wife. There was alot of down time as I had an appointment at 3, then dinner at 6 and the show was at 8.
I need to add my wife HATES the city
I love the city
Anyway as we were moving around killing time I felt like a father w/ a small child that kept yelling"Daddy, daddy keep me entertained"
She had no idea where she wanted to go, what she wanted to do, any and all ideas had to come from me. And that gets tiring after a bit.
But maybe that is the problem:
Why do I feel I have to keep everyone happy?
Why is it my responsibility?
This is a grown woman, maybe once I need to stop and say, "We aregoing where you want to go next. You lead."
I do ask if there is anything she wants to do and I get a blank look and a whine that she has no idea what is in New York to do.
Maybe I need to insist
Maybe I need to stop feeling like a ringmaster that must keep all the plates spinning
OK, maybe this wasn't as self critical as I thought it might be, I promise I will try again to flog my back later
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