I know I am being unreasonable. But I can't help it. I love dancing. I don't get to do it often but when the opportunity arises, there's nothing I love more than hitting the dance floor. And I would love to be able to do that with my husband. But he can't stand it. At. All.
It's not that he can't dance, he is a very good dancer. And in fact, he really enjoys scottish country dancing on the rare occasions we get to do that. And he did dance with me for the first dance at our wedding, which was amazing - we spent weeks practising in our flat - those weeks of practising are some of my sweetest memories. On extremely rare occasions when he has been VERY drunk, he has finally felt uninhibited enough to dance - and I love those moments. I get to swirl around the dance floor with my handsome husband.
But your regular boogie - he just won't do it. And it breaks my heart.
Last night we ended up having a falling out as we had the chance to dance and I asked him to and he refused. And then he said he was sick of being made to feel guilty about not wanting to dance when he hates doing it. I really don't mean to make him feel guilty about it but I just so wish he would.
Sigh