phoebusII
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Apr 21, 2002
Our worst blowup was years ago when DD was 2. We planned a morning at Typhoon Lagoon. Being a stay-at-home mom, I was in the stage where I had no time to myself at home, ever. So DH graciously agreed to watch DD while I took one turn around the river. I had a great time, relaxing on the raft, having a bit of time to myself. When I got back, something (still don't know what) must have gone totally wrong, because DH was not happy that I had been gone for so long. It didn't seem that long to me.
We decided to go find a place to sit near the tidal wave lagoon, but the spot I picked he didn't like. He was not going to sit there. Fine. I asked him to pick the spot. Nope, not going to do it. So I picked another spot. No. Not sitting there either. Then you pick it, I said. No. I tried a third spot. No, not going to sit there either and not going to pick a spot himself. We ended up leaving the water park. So many people stared at us as we were leaving as the park had just opened about 40 minutes before. While we have had many wonderful Disney vacations since that awful time, we have not returned to a water park. I think we both want to avoid that memory.
I completely get having a meltdown when you have invested so much time plannning and something happens to throw it off. I've been there myself, though not at Disney. We were at Carlsbad Caverns. I had planned a fabulous southwestern U. S. vacation and most of it went well, but this part did not. Also, while planning and asking DH's opinion on what to do numerous times, he said anything I wanted was fine with him and did not involve himself at all.
The first evening there we wanted to see the bats come out of the cave. It is supposed to be a spectacular sight, but it rained, with lightening, so they cancelled it. Well, they can't cancel the bats flying, but they didn't allow people to stay on the exposed high mesa during a lightening storm. So we went into the visitor center before leaving, though I can't remember why. While there, DH wanted to ask about a special tour for tomorrow. I had tried to talk to him about plans for the Caverns at home, but he didn't care what we did. I had made different plans for the next day and taking this tour would have thrown out my plans in their entirety. I completely lost it and called him a very choice name. Only I happened to do it right in front of our kids, in front of another family that had just walked across our path, and in front of a park ranger. It was so horribly embarrassing. After that, I walked away.
The next day, when we came back I flat out refused to get in line for tickets, refused to tell him what my plan was, and left everything completely up to him. We went on his tour and ended up having a fabulous time.
I think we have learned from both of those experiences. Over the years, I've learned to relax the planning a bit, insist on him making some choices during the planning stage, and he has learned to be more appreciative of the time I spend on planning.
We decided to go find a place to sit near the tidal wave lagoon, but the spot I picked he didn't like. He was not going to sit there. Fine. I asked him to pick the spot. Nope, not going to do it. So I picked another spot. No. Not sitting there either. Then you pick it, I said. No. I tried a third spot. No, not going to sit there either and not going to pick a spot himself. We ended up leaving the water park. So many people stared at us as we were leaving as the park had just opened about 40 minutes before. While we have had many wonderful Disney vacations since that awful time, we have not returned to a water park. I think we both want to avoid that memory.
I completely get having a meltdown when you have invested so much time plannning and something happens to throw it off. I've been there myself, though not at Disney. We were at Carlsbad Caverns. I had planned a fabulous southwestern U. S. vacation and most of it went well, but this part did not. Also, while planning and asking DH's opinion on what to do numerous times, he said anything I wanted was fine with him and did not involve himself at all.
The first evening there we wanted to see the bats come out of the cave. It is supposed to be a spectacular sight, but it rained, with lightening, so they cancelled it. Well, they can't cancel the bats flying, but they didn't allow people to stay on the exposed high mesa during a lightening storm. So we went into the visitor center before leaving, though I can't remember why. While there, DH wanted to ask about a special tour for tomorrow. I had tried to talk to him about plans for the Caverns at home, but he didn't care what we did. I had made different plans for the next day and taking this tour would have thrown out my plans in their entirety. I completely lost it and called him a very choice name. Only I happened to do it right in front of our kids, in front of another family that had just walked across our path, and in front of a park ranger. It was so horribly embarrassing. After that, I walked away.
The next day, when we came back I flat out refused to get in line for tickets, refused to tell him what my plan was, and left everything completely up to him. We went on his tour and ended up having a fabulous time.
I think we have learned from both of those experiences. Over the years, I've learned to relax the planning a bit, insist on him making some choices during the planning stage, and he has learned to be more appreciative of the time I spend on planning.