My husband had told me to stay home, but instead I went out for lunch with my roommate and left a note on the door telling the delivery person to leave the flowers on our porch. The delivery guy instead left a message on our machine asking us to call back to arrange a new delivery time... We ended up having to go and pick them up at the store.
It wasn´t that big of a deal for me up to this point, but by husband was pretty disappointed about me not getting the flowers at home.
Later that night we talked about it and at first it was not a pleasant conversation. He was all serious and disappointed, which made me upset and a bit mad because he was making me feel upset about the flowers I loved and worst of all, on my birthday! We were not yelling or anything like that, we were just not talking in the same way that we usually do and that made me sad. At some point in our conversation there was a pretty long pause where neither of us said anything. After that pause, the tone of our conversation changed. It started to become more and more like our usual conversations and we ended up laughing at the whole incident.
Now, I´m not saying that I´m completely ok about his behaviour. It was still my birthday and he made me feel bad about something that was supposed to make me happy. But after we talked, I understood much better what the gift meant to him.
This was a pretty special weekend for me. One that I would have liked to spend with him. The tulips were his way of telling me that he felt the same.
When he was looking for the flowers, he had this whole picture in his head of me getting the flowers and how exciting that would be for me. That was a big part of the present, and me not being there to get them was a bit like saying I didn´t care.
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