mrs. irresponsible

last night while Aaron was playing tennis,
The kids and I had chips, guacamole and ice cream for dinner.
I made a reference to an old classic movie from my childhood, Mrs. Doubtfire.
The kids had never heard of her/him, so I decided to introduce them.
They laughed all the way through and especially when a guy tried to steal her purse.
 
I came away feeling really depressed...
not because of the divorce, necessarily.
but I saw a lot of similarities in my own marriage.
only, I am the one found dancing on a table with the kids when Aaron comes home from a long day at work. and it's not even for a birthday party, just a party for no reason at all.
I felt worried he might leave me because I am not a grown up.

Halfway through the movie, I decided to put away all evidence of dessert for dinner.
I started cleaning the kitchen like a mad woman.
By the time Aaron got home, the movie was over, the kids were in bed
and the entire house smelled of pine-sol.

We stayed up late talking about our differences.
It's not that Aaron isn't fun.  He is, but he mixes it in with everything he does.
He's so balanced and stable.
I can't seem to find a way to be fun AND responsible.
it's one or the other for me.
Yes, I can get a lot done and I do take care of my kids well.
But chaos follows us wherever we go.
And I like it like that.
I can only imagine how my husband feels.

I do have some redeeming qualities, though.
I am very responsible when it comes to spending money.
I know how to save.  My kind of fun doesn't have to cost a penny.
If I had to work, I would NOT be able to hold a "regular" job.
I would make a terrible husband.

But
I think I make a pretty good mom.
and
I hope I am a good wife to my Mr Responsible.