It Ain't Gonna Get Fixed

As most couples would nod in agreement, marriage is a compromise. Yes, there are things that I can do well, and things he can do well. I for one, like to plan ahead. I do the scheduling of our activities, the paperwork, the filing, the budgeting while Melvene abhors it. My husband, on the other hand, is very good with people. He's the one who gets to raise up our household concerns to the plumbers, the electricians, the security guards. He even does the normal haggling. Thank God because really, it's not my thing. I cook, he washes the dishes. I prepare the bills, he prepares the laundry.

Though, one thing I had figured out during our almost 5 years as a couple, is that Melvene is not the tinkering kind ergo anything that is electronics-related is way beyond him. And beyond me! So when the TV or the computer ain't working, both our faces go blank. I mean, really blank.

Before, I'd get stressed about it, thinking that men should know how to fix things. But this man, my man, is just not fitting the given description. It's not as if he's not trying to put in the red, yellow and white sockets into the TV. It's just not his thing, the way that it's not my thing either. I've learned to let go and understand that the TV won't get fixed today. I've learned to be grateful for our strengths and to thank him for trying.