My husband really doesn’t like my top choice in houses. He says the house is too big. (It’s in the top left corner of the photo collage in the “Choices, choices” post.)
So, out of respect for him, I called our agent and canceled our appointment to look at the house tomorrow. It fell very hard to me. Why? I’m not even sure, but I suspect that it’s two main reasons:
1. It feels like 90% of the time my husband’s preference is the deciding factor. We’re moving because he’d rather work in that city, etc. etc.
2. The house is the ideal house for a house wife. Really. Right down to the large laundry room and the separate art room.
Here are my rebuttals –to myself:
1. “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” I’d want him to respect my wishes, so I should take big steps to respect his. And, as in any successful organization, someone needs to be boss. In this case, it’s my husband. It keeps things in order.
2. No house is “ideal” — I will be able to run a happy family life in any other place. I’ve lived in tiny attic apartments where couches couldn’t fit and where all our hot water was in a small heater under the sink. I don’t need a gorgeous, huge house. (It’s just hard when you could, and choose not to.)
Tomorrow we’ll look at 4 houses, and then make our final decision and offer. It will be a fun, happy day, even without getting to see my “favorite” house one last time.
