Is My Perspective Skewed or Was He Unreasonable?

There have been many times when I understand why my spouse is angry, and once I realize my mistake, I accept responsibility.  There are other times when I think my husband needs to realize that there is a reason I think he is, in certain circumstances. uh… an impatient control freak who lacks true spontaneity.    I just need feedback as to whether my assessment is accurate or whether I’m missing something that may alter my perception of this.  It isn’t about this argument…it’s about all of these types of arguments.  If I’m wrong, then my reaction needs to be different.  I don’t think I am, though…

 

This morning I was talking to the kids about what to do today and my husband suggested going to the beach as a family.  This may seem spontaneous, but be forewarned:  if he is spontaneous everyone has to MOVE, MOVE, MOVE because he doesn’t have time to waste, even though both of us have the entire summer off… 

 

The problem at hand is that I needed a new bathing suit.  Not WANTED, but NEEDED.  I HATE clothes shopping. It gives me ADHD overwhelm. I had taken my daughter swimming at a state park a few days prior and noticed that my bathing suit bottom was gaping in the back when we went to the restroom and I caught a view in the bathroom mirror.  Let’s just say that crack is whack…  I had thought about getting a new bathing suit at night for the past few nights after my kids had gone to bed, but I decided that working on the organization in my office was more important.  P.S.  There is nothing I hate more than organizing paper.  I know:  shocking when considering my superior executive functioning, but it’s true.

 

So, when my husband made this suggestion, it had been my morning to sleep in and it was my turn to take the kids so he could shower and get some down time.  So, knowing that it would take me far longer with two children in tow, I was out the door in 5 minutes with them to go to Target…

 

We were gone for an hour and a half, 30 minutes of which was traveling there and back.  5 minutes was for my son, who had to use the facilities the second we got into the store.  About 10 was for my daughter to get a coverall and the looking around for it.  So I spent roughly 45 minutes trying on bathing suits.  My daughter was an angel, but my son…  Well, the past few days I’ve been trying to figure out whether or not he needs his dosage increased due to a growth spurt.  And he’s a 7 year old boy who would would rather eat sand than watch his Mom pick out and try on a bathing suit.  He talks incessantly, is distracted by a lot (a lot more, recently), and is ALWAYS distracting to his distractible Mom when shopping.  I’m trying to concentrate on moving fast, making choices, reading the sizes, and keeping an eye on both my kids so they don’t wander out of my field of vision… It sounds stupid, but it is taxing on my brain…  Plus, ladies of the forum…I was picking out a bathing suit.    It isn’t as easy as it is for a guy.  Pick up a pair of shorts, essentially, and try it on.  Done.  As a woman, I had to mix and match bikini tops and bottoms, which was so annoying.  It’s already mid-season for bathing suits, so there were a lot of extreme sizes and not too many of mine…Medium.  My ADHD boy entertained himself by loudly asking over and over whether or not I would like an EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA LARGE bathing suit.  Both of my kids also tried to show me various bathing suits they wanted to try on.  That I emerged within an hour WITH a bathing suit…well, I was happy.  At least it wasn’t fruitless…

 

My husband was irate when I came home.  It was 11:00 when I left and 12:30 when I returned.  “How can it take that long?”  “What kind of mother doesn’t think about feeding her children lunch?” “Now we don’t have time to go to the beach, because by the time we get there, we’ll have to turn around to give the dog dinner…”

 

My take on this:  My husband, who always has an opinion (and rightfully so, in most cases) about time management, was O.K. with me leaving at 11:00 with both kids.  The kids eat lunch around noon, but we normally allow for some variation if we have things going on.  I bought them a snack at the store to tide them over.  I wasn’t about to take them to the in-store café for lunch as that was NOT PART OF THE PLAN.  The trip takes 30 minutes. He knows I can’t concentrate as well with children in tow.  His father has a place a mile from the beach, which is a mere 40 minutes away.  I told him we could take the dog (which my father-in-law does not mind) and then stay even later because we wouldn’t have to worry…  I told him he could stay home and pout if he wanted, but I was going to take the kids and go.  It was perfect beach weather.  I came home and got everything ready for the trip:  sand toys, bathing suits, change of clothes, towels, sunscreen, cleaned out my car, walked the dog prior, got dog food ready, etc… I accomplished this in about 15 minutes while my husband gave our poor, malnourished children lunch.  My husband came around, and decided to join us, but not without complaining about my lack of responsibility. 

 

Am I seeing this situation correctly or am I missing something?  I understand that part of this is the fact he’s felt like he has to “manage” me from a time perspective.  Then again, no one who knows him would describe him as laid-back or patient about waiting, and I’ve gotten a lot better about moving quickly and planning ahead, where applicable (still have a long way to go, though).