Dh is a good man. I know he loves me dearly. He usually does most things I ask of him, although that cuts both ways. People that know us always say how lucky I am to be with him.
So I feel terrible and awfully selfish when I say I get sooooo bored. I try to talk to him about it, but we end up rowing because he doesn't understand what I mean and says I am blaming him for inadequacies in my own life. He simply doesn't understand boredom. I guess he is just one of those relaxed types. He doesn't see the importance of doing something different once in a while, just to get a different view.
An example, I suggested we went out for lunch today, not something expensive but just for the change of scenery. He just couldn't see the point! He said it was because I couldn't be bothered to think up something for luncSaturday. Infact if I say that maybe I am getting bored of tuna sandwiches he will suggest egg sandwiches, which is exactly what happened today, as I knew it would.
He doesn't ever do anything romantic, it never crosses his mind. He wouldn't appreciate a romantic gesture towards him, so he can't see why I would.
I bought him a little surprise of some very expensive shaving soap as he had been getting spots with the foam. He said thank you but pointed out that I couldn't afford it and when I said that if he thought it was good I might get some for my Dad at Christmas. His reply, quite innocently was, well give him this one. I was gutted and he couldn't understand why.
I do love him. I know he is a good husband and a good father but hell is can be soo boring that at the moment I am struggling to remember why we got married.