Believe me I wanted to write a happy post. After all it is the New Year and who wants to start it with depressing words. I had a few words written in advance for this day. It was a dream post rounding up on 2008 and being hopeful about 2009. Can’t say I didn’t try.
I have never been much into NY celebrations. I guess the last time I went out on a NY’s eve party must have been in the year 2000. These days it is too much of an effort for me to get drunk and kiss strangers for a year that might not even end up all that great.
Coming back to my story, well this is my first New Year with DH. Last NY I was travelling and the year before last I was in Dubai. So this NY’s eve we called our sister in law home for dinner so that we would have some company for the count down. Now before you go any further, let me give you a glimpse into history. My husband, DH has this amazing ability to ruin all our special days. It is an inborn talent I tell you – to piss off your loved ones on their special days. Try hard as I might I just cannot change a damn thing about this “special” trait of his.
Now because I have this prior knowledge and so does the sister in law, on special occasions we try to be as nice as possible and say the right things so that DH remains in a good mood. But invariably we do end up saying or doing something or the other that upsets DH. Anyway, yesterday everything was going well and DH had cooked this fantastic dinner for us. He had even gone out in that freezing temperature to get stuff for his special recipe. This is how caring DH can get.
Over a good mallu movie DH served us our dinner and things were turning out to be picture perfect. DH cooked, so it was my job to wash the dishes. Of course I have not problem with this sort of division of labour at home. Anyway because the movie was going on in full swing, I told DH that I would wash up afterwards.
A few minutes later I realised that DH was no longer in the living room. Very quietly he had gone to the kitchen to wash up. So I went to the kitchen and when I asked him why he was doing it, he said he doesn’t want to get into the NY with dirty dishes in the kitchen. Huh? Did I miss a profound statement here? Since when did NY have anything to do with dirty dishes? And mind you I am the one with OCD here, so how come he is saying the words that technically I should have used?
Soon after we joined sis in law in the living room and by this time she had already changed the TV channel to BBC One for the countdown. Come 12 midnight we exchanged our wishes and hoped for a better year in 2009. But one thing struck me, while I wished my husband, DH completely ignore wishing me!!
OK I am going to be a mature adult and be diplomatic in the words that I use. You know some people act like kids, but when they are 47 and have gone through a whole lot in life it does not look or even seem all that cute when they try to sulk. On NY you kiss and wish even strangers and my dear husband could not even get himself to do that ‘cause I did not wash some pathetic dirty dishes on time.
At night I kept to my side of the bed. No hugging, no kissing, no nothing. Come morning, I went about my business (basically surfing) and doing what ever I felt like. But I did make it a point to keep out of DH’s way. I didn’t even want to see his face.
Thank God sis in law left early in the morning and didn’t get to see the situation between DH and me.
So this is how New Year began for me. Let’s see how the rest of the year turns out.
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