Not exactly CD related but working on building a new trust since I came out.
May a moderator educate me and move this in the proper forum if necessary.
It snowed in NYC today – so I was out to deal with snow shoveling; we had water leak issues due to a gutter malfunction and part of the idea was to do climb on the roof to address it.
In my wife’s mind, bad weather + slippery roof + 35 feet height + clumsy husband was not doing a good math. She started to worry about the outcome of the project.
We might be attracted to womanhood, but we were born male and we limit our reach to the silky girly aspect. Skip the obvious, no periods, no child bearing, no birth giving and let’s admit that our minds also are not alike.
Women worry like we have no idea. Their capacity to anticipate danger is beyond our imagination, hence their constant anxiety and need of reassurance.
“How long are you going to be on the roof? I would like to know so I know when to expect you back” (read: if I don’t hear from you, that is because you are certainly frozen to death or dismantled on the sidewalk); I gave a random answer and went for it.
I did my roof business and decided that a bit of sidewalk shoveling would be a great complementary activity. I realized half way through it that I did not report.
The old me would have just dismissed her worries as a useless annoyance and then she would have been upset for no reason after I killed my ass off for the safety of our home and beautifying the community…
The new me went straight home to tell her that I was no longer on the roof but outside on the ground level. She was pleased, lunch was great. It felt good not to be a jerk.
I believe that kind of small steps will one day build up to her assurance that my attraction to nylons will never put her wellbeing in jeopardy.
Would love your comments
Sonia