Tasting

I have to examine myself here.
What is it about the boy that totally annoys me whenever we go to the venue place?
We had our tasting today and I am not too hot on the food.
It was blase, at best and after what everybody in the whole wide world told me about how the main thing people remember is the food - I seem to have an over critical eye when it came to the food.
The hors d'oeuvre were sumptuous but deep fried, which was no go for me.
The salads were fresh and crisp and v. different
The entres were good but not brilliant
I think it may be because I haven't eaten meat in a while.

Moving on, the boy & i were on the edge of a mini spat at, during and after tasting.
I think it was because he goes over every tiny detail and is a power bargainer.
He is one of those born businessmen and he will wear you down till he gets what he wants.
And I want to be that!
I mean, I want to control the discussion and the going back and forth with wedding venue coordinator
and I want to iin charge!
I hate taking a back seat.
The reality is that he is better at it than I.
And over the past 6 years, we worked out one those - you take care of stuff you are good at & vice versa - thing.
And I loathe that I am intrinsically brilliant at what is deemed the more feminine tasks and he is superb at what is deemed the more masculine tasks.
No matter how balanced & harmoniously equal our internal, behind closed doors relationship is, I still want our external, out in society relationship to be seen as not traditional.

So I snapped at him. unfairly. during our drive back from tasting.
And I gave the withering look at boy's idiot acquaintance who gigglingly mentioned that he may come Indian Standard time for wedding.
Just don't come then buddy. Fracking A.
Which is just my way of dealing with the fact that I can't control, dominate, be in charge of everything in life and that I have to give way to the boy sometimes.
Sigh.