christmas trees
So I went out and bought the most beautiful Chrsitmas tree today and my husband hated it. He kept saying what a fire hazard it would be and then he started trimming branches off one side so it could go up in a corner. Of course he cut it way too close into the trunk, so then it tips over and he's like nope, can't have it. Just go get the artificial one out of the basement (which is like 2 feet tall) and use that one again this year.
I'm very upset. For the first time since we were married, I actually wanted a real tree, all beautifully decorated. My family is coming this year and i kinda wanted to "prove" to them how "grown-up" I am. I wanted a tree like we used to get when I was growing up. A real tree, but not a charlie brown type real tree, a nice one.
I'm still crying. I know I'm blowing this all totally out of porportion, but I hate how he's always like "I know what's best" and "In reality you need to do it this way." I'm so freaking sick of being literal and technological and such stuff. Please tell me other people in the world besides me think it is ok to get lost in a movie, and get lost in a book and earn a liberal arts degree and not have everyone have to agree with your narrow point of view all the time.
Sorry. I'm just venting.
I'm going to try again tommorow. I wasted 22 euros today that is now sitting out behind our town house useless.
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