
The driving to Augusta Saga continues. I was correct in my assessment that even though my husband seemed to be okay with it, he was not. Early yesterday morning the friction raised a notch and we had words with each other about it. The end result was that I allowed myself to become upset and rather down for the rest of the day.
Interestingly enough, a compromise to the situation came up later on in the day. My mother called to tell me that my father was concerned about me driving the truck through down town Atlanta. It is a big truck with a camper on the back. He had no worries about me making the drive, except for taking a vehicle that size through a heavy traffic area. I think he suspected that was the part I was nervous about. He had suggested to my mother that he drive up here and he would drive the truck to Augusta. I pointed out that meant he would have to leave his car here to do that. I said something to mom about Dad driving the truck and I drive the car to Augusta. She thought that was a good compromise. I let her know that if Dad called then I would accept his offer, and counter with my compromise.
I was not sure if my father would actually call. My mother had told him why it was important to me to make the drive, so I was thinking he might have decided to leave things alone. While I was waiting to see if he would call, I asked my husband if he would feel better about me making the drive, if I drove my father’s car rather than the truck. He said he would feel much better. I called mom after that conversation and let her know that I would like it if dad would do as he suggested, with my compromise. Shortly after that dad called and we worked everything out. Instead of leaving today, we will leave Sunday.
The result of all of this is I still get to do something that is very important to me -because of the independence it represents – and my husband is more comfortable with my decision. I also learned something as well. My choices do not have to be all or nothing and that compromise does not have to mean a sacrifice of self.
Choices and Compromise – via #twitoaster http://www.sugarfilledemotions.com/2010/… #mentalhealth #depression