Poor Meal Planning Can End Your Marriage
Bad news — you don’t get to dictate what matters to other people.
By Matthew Fray
“My DH (Darling Husband) makes me want to kill him over dinner. Kill him. I don’t know why 30 minutes that occur exactly the same way each day can drive us to such rage. Marriages would be so much better without dinner.” — A wife, speaking for many
Before my wife and I were married, we sometimes fought about dinner plans.
I thought it was stupid and wasn’t afraid to say so. Like: Just eat food! Who cares?! I thought.
Figuring out what to do for fun, making sure I was getting to class or work, keeping my schedule clear for Cleveland Browns football games — now THOSE were important.
Having a conversation about what we were eating later that night, or God forbid, later in the week? Who in the hell could ever know what they might want? Why would someone subject themselves to that? And why does it matter?
I didn’t care. It’s because I was 21, and peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, pasta with canned sauce, Hamburger Helper, fast food, pizza, Chinese takeout, and boxed macaroni & cheese weren’t just acceptable — they were awesome.
