My husband Eric turned 35 this past Saturday, and went to bed at 9:30 pm. Since I cannot sleep most the time I go in to lay with him a few minutes and talk. I knew something was bothering him, we always sing to each other or something crazy at the least, but that night he was quiet.
I roll over and rub his ear and start singing my own version of "Singing in the rain". Of course then he joins in with words that don't fit and severely out of tune. Then bursts out with "I think I am having a mid-life crisis!" Of course, I am playing the concerned wife and did what anyone would do; I start giggling uncontrollably.
Once I am able to calm down I ask him why he believe's that. He went on to tell me that he didn't know what to do, that he was frustrated and lost. Then went on to tell me that men going through a mid-life crisis get girlfriends that are young enough to be their daughter's, start dressing and acting like kids; at this I have to stifle another giggle. Then said the get sports cars, "I have a sports car now!"
I am quiet and think about what he said, and then I tell him that I believe that a lot of the issues are tied to our finance's being a bit strained due to his injury and that he hasn't worked in over four months. That he feels limited because he is and his injury "dislocated shoulder" has been having one problem after another. He went to two months of physical therapy before they decided to do an MRI to see if there was a deeper problem. There was and he ended up with a "frozen shoulder" so they performed a "manipulation under anesthesia."
He wasn't satisfied with this being the bigger problem. So, I offered a remedy; even though I know he will not go for it unless I push him. My fix to the situation - sell off everything we own. Not including laptops, camera, clothing and few personal items. Then travel, invest the money and go. We don't have children, we are renting the house we are currently in, so I see no reason not too. Then again I was raised that in a way this was normal for me. Didn't like the way things were going pack up and go, worry about when and where later.
Of course this is a shocking thought to my husband. Though with the hunt for Forrest Fen's treasure who knows, there may be luck for me yet.
I roll over and rub his ear and start singing my own version of "Singing in the rain". Of course then he joins in with words that don't fit and severely out of tune. Then bursts out with "I think I am having a mid-life crisis!" Of course, I am playing the concerned wife and did what anyone would do; I start giggling uncontrollably.
Once I am able to calm down I ask him why he believe's that. He went on to tell me that he didn't know what to do, that he was frustrated and lost. Then went on to tell me that men going through a mid-life crisis get girlfriends that are young enough to be their daughter's, start dressing and acting like kids; at this I have to stifle another giggle. Then said the get sports cars, "I have a sports car now!"
I am quiet and think about what he said, and then I tell him that I believe that a lot of the issues are tied to our finance's being a bit strained due to his injury and that he hasn't worked in over four months. That he feels limited because he is and his injury "dislocated shoulder" has been having one problem after another. He went to two months of physical therapy before they decided to do an MRI to see if there was a deeper problem. There was and he ended up with a "frozen shoulder" so they performed a "manipulation under anesthesia."
He wasn't satisfied with this being the bigger problem. So, I offered a remedy; even though I know he will not go for it unless I push him. My fix to the situation - sell off everything we own. Not including laptops, camera, clothing and few personal items. Then travel, invest the money and go. We don't have children, we are renting the house we are currently in, so I see no reason not too. Then again I was raised that in a way this was normal for me. Didn't like the way things were going pack up and go, worry about when and where later.
Of course this is a shocking thought to my husband. Though with the hunt for Forrest Fen's treasure who knows, there may be luck for me yet.
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