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Ideal_Rock
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We're getting blasted with a horrible winter storm here in Chicago. Frigid temps, poor driving conditions, endless amount of snow. It's a nightmare.
My DH received tickets to a Blackhawks game for Christmas, and it just so happens to be tonight. Due to the fact that I had work obligations, I had to go into the office today (if I didn't have to, believe me, I wouldn't have--it's awful outside, it took me nearly 3 hours to drive 45 miles). Well, with the weather being such, I phoned Mark to tell him I don't think I can make the game, and as a matter of fact, I think it would be smart if we just scrapped going tonight all together. I even told him I'd buy him and a friend tickets at a later date, but if we're going to err--lets do it on the side of caution.
Well, ladies and gentlemen, my bull headed husband is insisting upon going.
. He's all full of the excuses that he'll "drive slowly" and he'll be in "no rush". I told him I was wasn't worried about his driving, I am worried about everyone else. He doesn't get it. And that makes me hate him, seriously.
We are married, we're a family, so when he takes stupid, thoughtless risks, he hurts us, he puts us at risk. Maybe I'm overly cautious, but tough, there are things in this life worth risking it all for--and a hockey game isn't one of those things, sorry. It makes me seriously reevaluate everything. If he's really this selfish--and pig headed, then how can I have children with him? How can I continue to build a life with this man? I make sacrafices for us all the time that are far bigger "gives" than missing a stupid hockey game.
Mark loves hockey. He still plays on an adult league...and he's been known to TiVo all the games he can't watch live. I get that he has love for the game, and I can appreciate that. But, at what point does it become just a game? Not something worth risking life and limb over? Not something worth driving in a freakin blizzard for? He's famous for this...he's driven in ice storms to play with his friends in his adult league...and everytime I plead with his common sense not do it...and every time I lose, because he feels he's made an obligation and that his friends are "counting" on him. Whatever. I could slap him and I would if he were here right now. Seriously.
I was so furious when he told me he was still planning on going that I told him that if he gets in an accident, that he'll be getting a part time job to pay for repairs--that he wont see a single red cent of our family money to pay for his mistake. Of course, if he gets in an accident I'll be devasted, but if he's willing to assume the risk--then he'll eat whatever may come from it alone.
I am still over the moon mad at him, but thank you all for letting me vent.
My DH received tickets to a Blackhawks game for Christmas, and it just so happens to be tonight. Due to the fact that I had work obligations, I had to go into the office today (if I didn't have to, believe me, I wouldn't have--it's awful outside, it took me nearly 3 hours to drive 45 miles). Well, with the weather being such, I phoned Mark to tell him I don't think I can make the game, and as a matter of fact, I think it would be smart if we just scrapped going tonight all together. I even told him I'd buy him and a friend tickets at a later date, but if we're going to err--lets do it on the side of caution.
Well, ladies and gentlemen, my bull headed husband is insisting upon going.
We are married, we're a family, so when he takes stupid, thoughtless risks, he hurts us, he puts us at risk. Maybe I'm overly cautious, but tough, there are things in this life worth risking it all for--and a hockey game isn't one of those things, sorry. It makes me seriously reevaluate everything. If he's really this selfish--and pig headed, then how can I have children with him? How can I continue to build a life with this man? I make sacrafices for us all the time that are far bigger "gives" than missing a stupid hockey game.
Mark loves hockey. He still plays on an adult league...and he's been known to TiVo all the games he can't watch live. I get that he has love for the game, and I can appreciate that. But, at what point does it become just a game? Not something worth risking life and limb over? Not something worth driving in a freakin blizzard for? He's famous for this...he's driven in ice storms to play with his friends in his adult league...and everytime I plead with his common sense not do it...and every time I lose, because he feels he's made an obligation and that his friends are "counting" on him. Whatever. I could slap him and I would if he were here right now. Seriously.
I was so furious when he told me he was still planning on going that I told him that if he gets in an accident, that he'll be getting a part time job to pay for repairs--that he wont see a single red cent of our family money to pay for his mistake. Of course, if he gets in an accident I'll be devasted, but if he's willing to assume the risk--then he'll eat whatever may come from it alone.
I am still over the moon mad at him, but thank you all for letting me vent.