Marriage is funny. Maybe it’s because people are funny? In life, I know that people’s tastes vary. I understand that when I write a blog post, poem or short story, not everyone will like it. I am aware that when I don my favorite clothes, someone will pity me for leaving the house looking that ridiculous.
I’m okay with this. Really, I am. So I find it curious that I’m always surprised when I find that my hubby’s taste and mine are polar opposites. Just because we’ve been married for so long doesn’t mean that he’s adopted my good taste. (For those who aren’t familiar with me or my writing, that last sentence was pure, undiluted sarcasm. It’s especially dangerous in large doses.)
For many weeks, we have been trying to find a contractor to do some work on our house (that’s another post – or eight.) Hubby and I discussed ideas on what to do with our shower. He wanted Travertine, I agreed it was pretty, but required too much maintenance (especially from a man who won’t pick up soap slivers off the floor!) He then moved on to wanting shiny/glossy tiles. With our hard water, constant cleaning would be needed to keep them shiny. Neither one of us is up to that task. I would prefer a smooth, matte finish, in a shade of brown resembling dirt.
With neither one of us budging on the shower tile selection, I decided to focus my efforts on rectifying another mistake. A little over a year ago, I replaced my boring 16-year old Corelle dishes with an updated set of stoneware dishes.
Children loading and unloading the dishes have not been kind. The plates have not aged well, and some have suffered early deaths breakages. I have an unopened box meant to supply replacements, but I’ve decided that Corelle is a better choice for our house. I know of a home without children where our brand new beautiful stoneware dishes would have a longer, chip-free life.
Hubby and I found a Corelle square-plate pattern we liked, but I’d hoped to find a better price. During my search for bargains, I found another pattern I loved and was so excited for hubby to see it because it cost less money, too.
I was deflated when hubby asked if I was serious and said something about them being “ugly, seventies flowers.” <sigh.>
I’m disappointed, but not totally surprised, that he didn’t love the Mandarin Flower pattern as much as I did. What does surprise me is that we have our walls painted, pictures purchased and hung, and furniture throughout the house – all proof that we are capable of reaching agreements.
Update: After a couple hours spent helping hubby type up something for his work, he told me to order the plates I liked. His green light should have sent me to the computer to click “submit order” before he changed his mind. The problem was that I wanted him to agree with the choice, not sacrifice his opinion so I could have my way.
He did agree to see them in person. If it doesn’t work out, there’s always that first pattern we saw, whose name pretty well sums up what I’m looking for: Harmony.
Do you and your significant other have similar or different tastes?