What to say…
It was my turn to pick the “family Christmas present” this year or last year since it’s now 2013. I bought a tread-mill. The (bad) news was taken the hard way from hubby…I guess I didn’t do things right buying it… and then telling him. I am not proud of that part at all and it was very wrong I admitted it. I think he thought I got some of nice looking cabinet to put in the living room and was disappointed on top of being angry at me for the bad choice.
Last year he really wanted to get the whole ice fishing gear. The tent, heater, lamp, fishing rods, hole maker. I wasn’t thrilled at all but at least he asked for my opinion first and I said yes but the next would be my pick. Fishing is not my thing at all, in fact I just hate having to hope and wait forever and there is never anything at the end of the line. I said yes to the ice fishing gear but only to please him.
Guess what? I have learned to like it. I still don’t care much about the fishing part of it because my kind of fishing would be with a net in an aquarium but I like the open space and the view, being outside, not having to watch my child beside the water, being able to have a walk on the lake, being with my family and finally catching some fish and eat it, something that never happened to us in summer in Alberta.
So when hubby started to act as if I were crazy for picking such a bad present I reminded him that I thought that fishing gear for a present sucked last year 2011 but that I have learned to like it and that maybe he would learn to like the tread-mill, after all he would need it just as much as me.
I got it for myself because I need something new to continue my journey but I also got it for him in hope that he would exercise a little before it’s too late. He is obese and apart from the steps he takes at work there is no exercise. He has cholesterol and drinks those stevia yogurt but don’t watch his diet very much.
Something I cannot do for him is to make him change his way but I was dreaming about him having a walk while watching TV. His health is at risk and he doesn’t do much about it but he doesn’t seem to realise that we need him and that he has responsibility to be alive for me but especially for our daughter.
I would like my daughter to have her daddy for a long time(he his such a great daddy to her) and for me to have my partner for a long time as well. It’s why I want it in the living room because this is where we are.
I don’t like to be confined to a room for exercise, it has never worked for me. I need it there to continue and to reach my goal. Hubby says it doesn’t make any sense, that it will take the whole place, it will look silly etc. I don’t care about the look of our living room as much as I care for our health. A nice cabinet would have looked nice but wouldn’t do much for a healthy life and look nice myself.
I am running out of argument. I don’t see what the big deal is, it’s not like he is using the living room floor for anything. When he is in the living room, he is on the couch watching TV, his phone or iPad.
If I could lift the thing by myself I would do it anyway and I am sure he would see that it’s not so bad after all…but I need him to help…so frustrating! I love him deeply but sometimes we see things so differently…so frustrating!
So is it about where to put the tread-mill or it’s about getting hubby on a healthier life? I just thought it could be easier to get US on a healthier track if this tool would be right here, where we hang out, easy access, ready to use at anytime.
If you have any good point that I didn’t use feel free to write it down for me!