
@clarice just for the record, in case DCFS is monitoring, I don't let my tween kids watch porn. We're talking SNL and John Oliver and comedians who make "adult jokes". There's also apparently a concern if I watch something like Westworld or GOT in a semi-public place where the kids might catch a glimpse of some boobies.
@jp yeah, usually, but she was LIVID. It came out of nowhere. She's not what you would call "self-aware". I'm just sitting there watching a dumb TV show and BOOM, all hell breaks loose. After a few hours of "conversation", I can finally tease out that she doesn't really give a shit about John Oliver, she's worried about our value differences and (my words) doesn't trust me to teach our kids "good values" because she thinks my values suck, being a heathen and all. I laugh off all kinds of dumb stuff, but religion and ERE (especially how they impact the kids) are the two most sensitive topics in our house and usually 17 years of emotions get triggered by some small thing but it's not immediately obvious to me and she can't work through her own emotions to be able to draw the line for me from A to B. It's just 'YOU MOTHERFUCKER, YOU'RE GOING TO FUCKING RUIN OUR CHILDREN WITH YOUR GODDAMN HEATHEN WAYS"* right out the gate. I'm so confused, I go the rational route - "Listen, I have no idea WTF is going on, can you help me understand", so that I can't "go all emo" with her because I literally have no fucking clue what is happening. She's got this whole goddamn drama playing in her head from the time I didn't hold the door open for her on our first date to how I stopped believing in god to how I watch all kinds of "inappropriate" shows to letting the 14 year old watch with me to him becoming a sex addict and his soul rotting in hell for all eternity. Split screen to homer simpson just watching a fucking tv show. Now merge the screens into one scene. By the time I understand (and actually her too), we're both so emotionally exhausted that all I can manage is "I can understand how our value differences can be challenging when we're trying to find common ground in how to parent our children. I'm sorry that it's hard for you. It's hard for me too."
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Stay single, my young friends. Stay single.
Anyway.
To loop in the prior conversation about my failings as a man, I think it's time we go back on a budget. I'll use the not-moving (which, actually, also was turned into a religious fight**) / furniture discussion as a jumping off point, to be delayed until she's "back on her rocker"***. But my goal is for us to settle on a number (72k/yr we did for 5 years before the last 2, so that should be easy to agree on, but maybe I can get it down to 60k/yr?) and I'll be satisfied with that and if she can save money from the food or whatever budget to buy her chairs, whatever.
* I may be paraphrasing.
** No, I'm not kidding. Maybe you religious folk here could empathize with her (nothing "felt right" spiritually), but to me she's just INFPeeing all over the place.
*** I love Augustus' verbiage on these matters. It's so condescending (to women) yet comfortingly empathetic, so it's somehow not offensive. Maybe the ladies would disagree.