and how do they/ you manage not to kill someone?
DH and I have a business together already. It was a miserable, soul destroying, marriage destroying, frustrating, annoying (and lots of other adjectives) experience as we set it up. Eventually, we took separate, non-overlapping responsibilities and then it was just about tolerable.
That business us more or less defunct now (the world has changed) and we need a new source of income. Plan B was to go try to go back to our old careers but we're too old now - late 40s - to be able to get back in (we tried).
Plan C is to set up another business together. TBH I've had to be dragged kicking and screaming to do it. Its not something I have any interest in but even if I was interested in the business, I still would not want to work with DH.
I love him as a husband, and as a couple we function quite well. It used to be really good until we put our marriage under strain by setting up the first business). However, as business partners, our relationship is dire.
He's leading the project, whilst I do as he says. Except even simple stuff -like choosing a font colour, or writing an email - takes hours and causes huge arguments. Literally, every time I do something, he is in the background either in a huff because its not what he wanted me to do (and my priorities are all wrong), or I am doing it wrong, or don't I understand that he's done this already?? Very occasionally, I actually get it right and then he's all smiles and "see you can do it. now why can't you be like that all the time?"
Its driving me mad. So, I do my very best to avoid actually doing any work, but that's a problem as well (obviously).
This morning, he asked me to write a list of outstanding work for a project. I realised that someone hadn't replied to my email about it last week, so I started to draft a simple two line follow up email to enquire about the latest status. I wrote 5 words and DH started to complain that I had mis-expressed the situation. So i deleted it and wrote it again. After two sentences, he was still watching, so i asked if this was ok with him and he said no, it wasn't and I shouldn't be doing this email at all. At that point, i seriously considered smashing my skull into the desk!
I stormed off, calmed down and came back and told him that I just can't work with him. Now he's gone upstairs in a huff.
I can't work with him, but I can't get a job either that will pay anything like what we need to survive.