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MY HUSBAND DOESN'T EVER WANT TO DO ANYTHING
Dear Willie D:
I'm experiencing a case of where opposites attract then mismatch. My husband is an introverted homebody and I'm the outdoors extrovert. When we first met in our early 20's I thought we were perfect for each other. Now I'm not so sure.
I'm annoyed by going to social gathering alone all the time while he sits at home. I used to invite him to everything and ask him to do stuff with me, but I got tired of him saying no. So eventually I just stopped asking. Please tell me what to say to get him off the couch and out of the house.
Mismatch:
Oh yeah, this is right up my alley because I'm a homebody myself. One of the things that works for me is when my lady takes the initiative to plan and schedule me to join her -- assuming she's made sure that I don't already have plans.
If you take the proactive-control approach, be careful not to be fussy or critical of your husband. Invite him to somewhere that you believe he will have a reasonably good time. But be selective in scheduling your spouse for activities outside the home. The better time he has, the more likely he'll be to trust you next time.
Whatever you come up with, don't invite him to your friend's house and tell him how well he and her spouse will get along because your friend's spouse is such a great guy -- we hate that.
THE GIRL I'M SEEING IS TOO TALL
Dear Willie D:
I'm 5'8" and my girlfriend is a 6-foot-tall tree. The fact that she is four inches taller than me makes me self-conscious whenever we go anywhere. The societal norm is for the guy to be taller than the girl, so I'm very insecure about my height when standing next to her.
I love her, but sometimes I find myself making jokes about her height to make me feel better about my own. How do I get over this "mountain?"
Tree Climber:
Lay off the jokes about her height. How would you like it if she made jokes about yours? As long as you put smiles on each other's faces, that's all that matters. When I was 18 years old, I dated a sophisticated woman who was attractive, professionally accomplished, had a great personality, and loved my dirty drawers. But she was two inches taller than me, and even taller in heels, so I broke up with her because I was stupid enough to worry about what everyone else thought.
If I met a woman today that was a couple inches taller than me with all the attributes as her, it would be a different story because I am a secure man who understands that successful relationships have more to do with the size of a person's character than the length of their body. I'm still kicking myself for coming up short on that one.
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