We found this out putting together our entertainment center a few weeks into our marriage. From then on, we just did things separate. Like when we were expecting Maddie, he went in the bedroom and put the crib together while I stayed out in the front room and put the swing together. Very good night. Got a lot done. We tried to paint our bedroom together a few years back and quickly learned that we can't paint together, so I now am in charge of all the painting in our house.
This has been a bad spider summer around here. We've found 7 black widows in our garage. YUCK. A few weeks ago I put my foot down and told Jeramy it was his "manly duty" to clean out the garage and spray for spiders. He told me he didn't want to and so it was my "wifely duty". Neither of us wanted to do it, so it didn't get done. Finally yesterday we decided to do it together. I took a deep breath - glad that he was helping - and held that breath for 2 hours while we cleaned. I can honestly say, it wasn't that bad. (Both the working together and the cleaning).
Lesson learned. I can play nicely with others - even if I'm not in charge.
(Oh, and I should probably add that I rewarded myself with this):
Also, while we were waiting in line, the person in front of us ordered a cookie sundae. It consisted of smearing hot fudge all over a plate, then putting a huge cookie in it, then ice cream on top and more hot fudge. As I was watching in awe and trying to decide if I wanted that instead, Jeramy says, "Oh how sick! I can't believe someone would eat that!"
p.s. Happy 300th post to me, maybe I should go back and get that cookie one to celebrate...