Amazing what rain will do. It's a cold rainy day, and I am feeling it... I just sat here for a few minutes thinking about what to write about. Of course I really really want to write about horses, but even that is starting to bore me. I can't be happy all the time....
I have been working on the SnapDragon Stables web page, and I think I finally finished it. I think it looks a little more complete now. You can check out my design skills... if you want... here. http://www.ridesnapdragon.com/
It went a lot faster once the the hubster sat down next to me and helped me with it. It was a good time working with him.... lots of "Stop pressing that button! What an idiot! Just put it at 385!, I told you this three times already how do you not know this by now?!""Move that over, no the other way, No, up... no no like this!"
The hubster and I like to degrade each other as much as possible because it's funny. I like being called an idiot, it reminds me of my childhood. We actually make a really good team, and work well together.
So that was great, and then I heard "The Office" was on, and so I dashed out to catch the last five minutes of it.... and then I came back, and the hubster had gone through my facebook emails..... which was awesome!
Not just any emails... he found old emails that I had deleted. Emails that took me about 5 minutes to find, because I'm an idiot. How did he find this stuff so fast? It wasn't bad things... it was just old conversations that I really wouldn't have wanted him to read because it would make me feel uncomfortable.
So when he confronted me on it... I felt extremely uncomfortable, angry, and annoyed that his snooping habits ( when we first started dating) were still very much a large problem.
Questions started flying at me left and right... Do I answer them? Do I actually have to answer questions that were wrongfully found?
The hubster never lets things go... if I don't answer them he will sit and stew like hot garbage in the sun till he explodes with maggots. If I don't answer these terrible questions he will look too deep into them and answer them himself... wrongly... and much worse then the true answers really are.
I am not a good liar (anymore)..... I find that it just makes things worse to lie. So I tell the truth... which hurts- but it ends things quicker. I warn people before I give a hard truth. "Do you really want to know the answer to this?" If I ask you this question- it's going to be something you really don't want to hear, so you better say "NO!"
I think telling the truth is a rare artform these days. People are so busy being polite and "PC" that they are living a lie without even knowing it. Many people don't even know that they are lying to themselves ,.... most are in complete denial. I wear everything on my sleeve. It's not nice to deal with at times I will admit. But at least you know I ain't bullshitting ya!
Anyway, the hubster got a dose of truth last night that sent him to bed in silence. I can tell he is mad... because he didn't even say goodbye this morning. Yet, he knows!!! He knows, that he was wrong for snooping. He's a naughty man that needs to mind his own business and trust me.
Am I wrong for not sharing my entire life with my husband? I didn't break any vows- and I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't even lie. I just didn't tell my husband I was in contact with this person or that I had a conversation with them through email.
Sure, I knew that he would be mad at me for talking to this person and it might hurt his feelings.... which is why I deleted it. If I want to talk to someone that you don't like, I'm going to do it... I just won't tell you because I know you will be mad. It's not lying, it's saving you from hurt feelings. I'm so rational. Not sneaky... just rational.
I refuse to feel bad about this. There. See. That's how it's done. I was honest with myself, I thought it through, I will not stress about it. Done. (You should read my "stress blog" next. It's a good one).
If you snoop, you will always find something you will not understand, and you may get upset. This is why I don't snoop, especially through drawers next to peoples beds. That is a huge no-no... and EWWW... I don't even want to tell you what sorts of things people keep in their side drawers. Or... underwear drawers, or under the mattress, or a book that has "Diary or Journal" written on it... or the ultimate, a medicine cabinet!!! Just don't bother... you won't find anything that is your business. Am I right?
YES! Don't snoop.
As my mom would say:
"Eavesdroppers never hear good of themselves"
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