Sin 5 - Wrath

And then, it happened....

All these days, B patiently managed to bear my umm...to put it lightly "Tantrums"
Women are absolutely beautiful, sensitive and overtly emotional creatures, and men try to appreciate it, but every once in a while or after about zillion such meltdowns, they just cant manage any of it, devise a method to go immune to it all.

Ok, I'll stop beating around the bush....
when we have a disagreement, many a times as soon as we hit the bed, something common in a marriage right!
Every now & then, the issue never gets resolved as B refuses to drag matters that for no practical reason need reasoning!

But then, me being me.......put in a lot of masala and dramatically walk to the living room saying I'm not sleepy, so will watch TV.
I honestly do watch some late night reruns of Sex & the City and intentionally sleep off on the couch.
( I bring in a pillow and comforter with me as I storm out of the bed :-)

A very distraught and sleepy B drags himself and persuades me to come back to bed :-) and a happy me brings back the topic that lead us this far, settle it to my satisfaction and hop my way back to sleep :-0

Yeah I know it sounds so bitchy & mean...but don't worry, it doesn't work like that anymore!

 The other day, I did the same storming exercise and watched 2 episodes of Sarah Jessica Parker remind me how pathetic my sense of fashion is, watched almost the entire season of Bridalplasty (That is fun)
and yet, no B.....I had already made sounds in the kitchen trying to wake B up all in vain :-(

So as I watched more TV, I dozed off on the couch and a slightly guilty B woke me up to some good coffee and toast at 5:30 AM!!!!!

I did make a fuss about having slept alone, about him being over me, about him not caring for me anymore....yawnnn, to sum it all up, I blame him for letting me sleep on the couch!!

But then as I ponder, I have now come to realize I cannot take him for granted anymore, cannot expect the expected after 4 odd years of marriage, sigh I have to GROW UP (Oh please do that Shilpa)

Note : The Drama queen has to die, she's had a very long unhealthy life

Sin 4 - Pride

Started B.Arch, hosteled up, got my bank account, paid my fees etc faced success & Failures on my own, in other words, I almost became independent in 98'.

Started work, paid for my insurance, fuel bills, travels, clothes, gifts, saved some moolah in other words, became independent in 03'.

Married homemaker,  distant probability of 2 years of school, Joint bank account with darling hubby (Internet banking sucks*) in 07'.

Maybe the first 2 experiences were so much about ME, I pretty much was depressed all through 07!
I blamed B for everything (Including super fun trips to Vegas, Moab, Portland??)
I promised (Crying hysterically) that I'd repay everything he was paying for, I made vague accounts how much I'd have to pay B back ( Furiously threatening )
I  took pride in hurting sweet B and letting him know blatantly that he was responsible for everything!

This weekend, he remembered everything and was only glad I didn't complaint anymore :-D 
He hopes I don't become the whiny monster again when this job's gone! 

My pride's sobered down, I have changed, really thank B for the wonderful life he's given me ....


* Internet banking = all details where I swipe my card, meaning no surprise gifts :-(

Sin 3 - Despair

While on a shopping spree, I spotted this colorful small flowered (small flowers=slimming) summer frock and fell in love with it, bought one for me immediately w/o thinking twice (the fact that it was on sale at around 5$ was the key)
I know that the label 'Miley Cyrus' should have been a clue, somehow I overlooked everything after the price tag and was like a happy pup the whole ride home.

Like any good girl, the first thing I did when I got back home was try it on...but the dress was just wrong! no it fit me very well people, it just wasn't right, why?

The label read 'Miley Cyrus' remember? it is meant for teeny hoppers(B calls them so), people between 11-15, maybe 16! *&$#% and I am almost @$^&)*%

Oh God, this post is useless w/o a picture...so I go ahead embarrassing myself in public yet again..... It is a disease I tell you!

I wear it at home, praying no one knocks on the door, get laughed at by B, sis and mom on Skype, hate that I have to remove the entire dress to pee and yet....here I am still wearing it!

what is this but despair?

Sin 2 - Extravagance

B & I were on a stroll this Saturday, the "stroll" was in a plaza, which conveniently hosts a shopping arcade :-0

Among the various shops, was a "Victoria's secret"
I usually have a walk through this one and pick nothing until.....that evening, tried one on and man are they comfortable!

Sometimes for a girl, a little indulgence is OK and hey, men do benefit from this ;-)

Extravagance : YES

TMI : Most definitely :-)

Sin 1 - Gluttony

Did I mention, there is a desi in the apt above ours? I hear the whistle of steaming idlis...
Time to go visit her :-)