My wonderful spouse is so supportive and always has been. I told her everything I understood well before we were married so she could make a clean break if so desired before things got messy. Seemed only fair to me.
Anyway, I have been planning and looking forward to my annual 'vacation' where for a couple weeks I spend my life as 'her' doing non-boy stuff like sewing, cleaning, cooking, maid service, etc. Yes, I've done this every year for....well about 10 years now and it seems to renew my spirits and invigorate me. She insists she like it because she gets a really clean house, lots of other things done in the way of secretarial tasks, sewing, and so much more. All she says she needs is a few bon-bons and the TV and life couldn't get any better.
Everything was set on the morning before I was to 'take off' so to speak. That afternoon, we received a call from a friend of my wife's asking advice on a purchase. Making the story short, it eventually wound up with my spouse suggesting I would refinish the furniture piece the friend was eyeing because it was a floor sample, and a bit distressed. Instead of sticking to my plan, I felt compelled to forego my plans to accomodate the suggestion. AFter all, I would be delaying my plan, and it isn't really an important plan, just a stupid little thing I happen to enjoy and....(continue self flogging at your leisure)
My lovely wife thought it would only be a couple of hours and I could easily do it in feminine mode anyway. What she didn't understand or think about perhaps was the idea that I was looking forward to spending the time AWAY from boy-mode stuff. I just wanted to take some time away from that occupation for a bit.
I was broken hearted. Sure, I could easily postpone things for a week or whatever time it takes to get that project done, but you know when you have a plan in your head and....well.....grump
The problem now is I am so ashamed of being so 'broken' by this turn, I lost any interest in even considering the vacation time. This happened last year as well, and the prior year was also 'postponed.' Needless to say, this year I was REALLLLLLLY looking forward to the time away from ME.
Now I'm totally bummed, and don't really give a ^$#$( about almost anything. What the heck is wrong with me? My wife is a wonderful partner and has always been so supportive and I can't get it through my stupid brain this delay was no big deal but somehow, it really IS a BIG deal.
Maybe I just need a little time to calm down huh? Any ideas out there? Is this like I thnk it is (acting like a 4 year old with a tantrum) Dang! I have purged everything out of the house and packed it all away and all the preparation was just for practice I guess. I just want to cry I think.
Help?