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Saturday, July 16, 2011

my poor spouse

So I was thinking the other day that it's really too bad for my husband that he married someone who loves to write as opposed to someone who, say, loves to cook. 

This was after he came home from picking my son up at a friend's house and both my son and my husband told me how great the friend's house smelled and how the mom was cooking some kind of soup with leeks and why don't I ever cook something that smells like that

This was a mom who loves to cook as opposed to write, and in her house, the whole family benefits (daily) from her talents.  AND they probably get to spend time together in the kitchen, as opposed to mom/wife saying from behind a door 'Just a few more minutes!  Please!' 

At my house, sometimes my husband gets home and there's not even the thought of dinner on the table.  Or, I tell him, again, that we're having Leftover Night (yay us!).  Or I call him and ask him if he can pick up a pizza.  That's what it's like being married to a writer.  Or, at least, to this one.

And then sometimes after we eat I say I need to work a little and then he finds me sitting on the couch staring at the wall and he says, I thought you had to work, and I don't even have the nerve to tell him that that's exactly what I'm doing.  I just try harder to look busier.

And then one day he calls from work and says (very patiently), 'Hey, did you happen to register the cars yet...because I just got a ticket.'  (Well, I meant to send in the registration but I was in the middle of that revision....)

I just think that if you're not a writer, it is probably hard being married to one.  Or, at least, to this one.  But he tries so hard to be supportive of that part of me.  There should be a day for that.  Spouses of Writers Day.  I'll even cook something for it.

7 comments:

  1. Too funny ... and a bit too familiar. It's great that we have spouses who are supportive. Let me tell you, I can make our leftovers stretch out over a few days ;-).

    I'm more of a baker, anyway. Dinner prep=make something so we can survive. Not "make a masterpiece."

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  2. At this very moment, big pot of spag sauce with hamburger on the stove because THAT when made on Monday can last all week, including lunches!
    ~Katy

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  3. Love this post!!! And now I'm gunna pop some oatmeal cookies in the oven. Prep time 15 mins. That I can do. My poor JP.... he doesn't understand the wall stare either. I propose we institute "All Hail Writers' Spouses Day."

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  4. Love this! My husband ends up playing Mr. Mom quite often so that I can write. And he also doesn't understand that my "work" includes feverishly eating chocolate while I stare blankly at the blinking cursor on the screen.
    They should have their own day. They deserve it!

    http://debutanteofdiaperland.blogspot.com

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  5. Katianne WilliamsJuly 18, 2011 at 6:41 PM

    oatmeal cookies...those could be breakfast, right?
    And what is it about writing that makes chocolate such a necessary part of the process? Especially the revision stage.... I've found revising and dieting do not go together. I can only do one well at a time. Thanks for the comments, ladies, so nice to meet you all :)

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  6. I think it takes a special breed to be a spouse of a writer. No question. Sounds like you have a keeper. :)

    BTW, Katianne, I have an award for you at my blog tomorrow. Stop by if you have time! :)

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  7. True for me, too! I would always rather write than cook ~ sorry, honey.

    My cooking is so boring that all my kids grew up and left for college just for the variety of a cafeteria. Whew! My plan worked! :-)

    Glad to know I'm not alone in this.

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