Occasionally when you are married to somebody for 10 or 15 years you learn that you are just going to have to put up with some of their quirks, then no human being is perfect, and everybody comes with ups and downs.
This is why I have been reminding myself that I adore my husbandy for the past more than 2 years.
Back then, he entirely asserted his weirdness by insisting that our air quality was giving his biweekly migraines and potentially growing cancer in his body. She decided that indoor air cleaners were not even good enough to reduce his indoor air sensitivities. It wasn’t adequate that the two of us had a giant air cleaner, HEPA air filters, and a perfectly disinfect central Heating and Air Conditioning system. Now, he wanted to have radiant radiant floors so that the two of us could avoid blowing the indoor air through our filthy air ducts entirely. I was not cheerful about his decision to get heated flooring. First of all, radiant radiant floors are extremely costly to install. Secondly, I liked the flooring that the two of us had before. Thirdly, I found myself in charge of the floor installation after the heating and cooling contractors had come and gone. I slaved over those hideous floors so my husbandy would be cheerful with our new heating system. In doing so, I managed to throw out my back and it has never been the same. Now I have biweekly pain to deal with thanks to his radiant flooring solution. That being said… At least when my back is entirely spasming and painful I can kneel down on the nice warm flooring for a little relief. I think those stupid floors serve a purpose.