Need help with husband
Hi - We've got a round fire-pit in our kitchen area which seats 4 barstools with backs, and 4 w/o backs. It butts adjacent to a large kitchen counter that also has 3 backless stools. When we built and moved into the place 17 yrs ago I hurried decorating this area (duh) and all the barstools are the wrong heighth for the counter. My husband likes them and refuses to get rid of the old ones, even the backless, if I get new ones. That would mean I'd have 11 extra barstools. How to deal with a man who hates change! Signed..hoarder
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Hope you aren't offended by the humor because sometimes it's better to laugh than cry. As my one friend says, "Men! You can't live with them and you can't shoot them either"
It is a pain, but I get my way in the end without causing a fight.
Most men I know are all about comfort over style. So win the "contest" by buying something much more comfortable. He said he would keep the old ones in addition but that idea will be gone with the wind once he sits in the much more comfortable ones. I think he will abandon the old ones like a sinking ship and removing them at that point will not be such a fight. He might even help you if you can get him out of the new chairs. :-)
If I'm wrong and he stubbornly clings to the old chair you still have half a victory...you have solved the problem for your self.
Good luck! I'm rooting for you!
If for some bizarre reason he wants you to take them back, keep one for yourself. You should not have to "suffer" through any more years of barstool abuse :-) ha! Bless your heart. I can't wait to hear how this turns out.
You won't believe this but there is another thread with a similar issue called "Does a master bath need a bathtub...." Sheesh! The woman is fighting for the bathtub. So, I gave my experience and opinion but ...it doesn't look like it's helping. You might want to hop over there and vote. Houzz is turning into Spouse Wars.....
Curacaoblue and Maureen - whoo boy, I can relate. We have the same issue of him not willing to give anything away and will pull stuff out of Goodwill pile. Yep, ongoing marital issue we can't get around. I need to get smarter and you guys have saved me a pile of $ on a marriage counselor already!! Thanks :)
I think you should run for President. :-)
My husband once started re-arranging MY kitchen cupboards! When I complained that I don't go in and re-arrange HIS shop, he had the audacity to say, "YOUR kitchen? I don't see your name on the cupboards!". WRONGO! I promptly grabbed a ball point pen and wrote my name in large cursive on every 'frick'n cupboard door and then turned around and said "NOW you do!". I had to explain those doors to visitors for the next 5yrs before I finally painted over them; but I made my point and had a good laugh.
If necessary, change the stools, get naked for when he walks in the door with a drink in your hand for him and believe me, he'll tell his friends that HE LOVES THE NEW STOOLS!
Janet - love your solution - hadn't thought about getting nakkid!
Feeny - I KNOW he'll like the new ones better as they're the proper height and will be more comfortable. As you indicated, he'll probably lay his own claim to em.
You guys are all cracking me up!
Back to your regular programming...
I take pictures of opening the first box with dogs excited...and pull it out. It's gorgeous.
I take it over my head to the firepit/kitchen....and, it's obviously the WRONG heighth.
I pretend it's NOT.
I swear you guys, I measured and measured and measured.
What happened was, the seat cushion is 2 or 3" higher than the wood part of the chair, so these are the same as the ones I was replacing. Thought I was getting shorter....argh.
It was not a good moment for me.
I guaranteed dopey husband that they'd be sent back right away - no charge! gulp.
Maybe I'll leave the kitchen and concentrate on another room...
Stool on left is old one. Middle is new one. Right one is existing one.
My vote now is to hire a professional and have 2 inches cut off the legs.....the stools, not the husband.
Darzy... I feel your pain! In the beginning, before I got my Clever Hat on, my hubby pulled the wool over my eyes for 5 years. Called me one day to dangle a wonderful piece of catnip in front of me... a pair of antique french doors sitting in a dumpster at a reno site just waiting to replace the butt-ugly sliders in the dinning room. Got them home and then was told that they had to "acclimate" for at least 6 months (really? from town, only 15min away?!). 6 mos turned into 1 year and 1 year into 5 with me dutifully asking every 6-12 months if they were ready yet. Chomping at the bit, I finally just called in a carpenter. During the install, I asked if the doors did indeed have to acclimate 5 yrs and the LOOK I got insured that never again would I fall for hubby's shenanigans!
But now all of a sudden he's decided to semi-retire, and we've moved into a new house that needs help and he wants to get involved! ARRRGgghhhhhhh! What makes engineers who haven't looked at a decorating magazine in all of their 59 years think they can decorate! I ask you!
Appeal to an engineer's sense of orderliness and appropriateness for the use, rather than trying to get him to "see" something artistic or creative. Even pull out the ergonomics issue with appropriate statistics..."Dear, the height of a bar stool should be based on the leg bone length of the primary user with additional allowances for separate users....and did you notice the practicality of the upgraded seat material..." Hopefully he will get so wrapped up into finding statistics to challenge you that you can continue updating the space without his "assistance"
An engineer's version of the optimist/pessimist dilemma...Optimist sees glass half full, pessimist sees glass half empty...Engineer says if you can't read the gauge accurately, you are using the wrong damn glass!
Why do men seem to think that someone who can't even figure out how to lower a toilet seat is qualified to determine the location of that toilet?
Don't you love how some folks will sit and look at something which should be done and have no interest in putting out the effort to accomplish some task but think that whenever someone else starts the project they should instruct the doer on the proper way to do the work?
Linda - you definitely describe my husband who thinks I can't possibly have an opinion of my own without his being added to it or his overruling mine all the time.
He won this round and I'll give him that. But, I am going to think twice before I get him involved in one other single project. Of course, now he's got all sorts of opinions on what I'm going to do with MY sunroom and he's never shown one iota of interest in the room, even when I've asked him for decorating help.
Nope - no more of that.
p.s. my husband can drive all sorts of big rigs and grew up on a grain farm doing untold handyman projects. You think he can turn the knob on a washing machine or fix the multitudes of projects needing done around here? Ok, I better quit while I'm ahead. lol
Watch for my up coming show on HGTV
'DESIGN OR DIVORCE'
(Cut the stools off, we do it all the time)
Standard table height 30"
Standard counter height 36"
Standard bar height 42"
Rule number one in interior design, there is no such thing as standard!
We may be working toward the pilot of "It's me or the barstool" ;-)
http://www.bargainbacker.com/Electronics_c_3148.html.
Thank you all for this entertaining thread!
Anyone else remember that show "Designing for the Sexes"? I thought it was off the air, but just looked it up and it's still on HGTV. (Tuesdays, 6:30 a.m. here on the east coast).
maureenroth: LOL! you GO girl! Your a girl after my own heart! I learned years ago after the big French Doors Fiasco, that if I wanted something done, I had to either do it myself, or dive in until I was in way over my head and hubby would grudgingly finish it up (at 4'11", there are a few things I find a bit difficult to accomplish on my own). My first project was connecting the living room with the spare bed room. I was pregnant, had a 8 month old and was feeling claustrophobic with all the playpens, walkers, etc; so after hubby left for work I sledge hammered and sawed my way thru with my toddler clapping me on. Thought I would be done by the time he got home. Didn't take into account that I was 6 mos pregnant and couldn't see my feet... and ended up delivering the following month. Gutted a huge hole in the wall, cleaned up the rubble, neatly stacked my tools, took care of my baby, got a shower and then locked myself in the bathroom when I heard him come in. Hubby sounded like he'd been kicked in the gut and all the wind knocked out of him (he'd had fair warning!), but finished it up the next day. From that day forth, I learned that if I didn't like something I could either change it or at least get it started. Today I've painted our entire rambler inside and out several times, scraped the popcorn off ceilings & plastered them, re-arranged my kitchen lay out, and masterminded quite a few remodeling projects that were far beyond my carpentry capabilities, that my beloved handyman Dave has so brilliantly brought to fruition.
I LOVE the smell of plaster dust in the morning!
First, thanks so much for all the great and humorous comments!
It was a roar an hour. I appreciated all of them and all your help.
The problem with ordering the barstools was this:
They only make 24 or 30 inch stools. (online, anyway)
My counter, like everybody elses is NOT standard, as there is no such thing.
With a 36" counter, I need a 26-27" barstool.
I was doomed from the beginning of this project before I even started.
Houzz was great in helping me realize this.
We have decided to keep the original 4 Stools with backs around the fireplace and cut the legs off.
I now have hubby using his engineering degree with measuring the 'one chair that works' and doing calculations...so, we can think about the remaining 7 backless stools bought (or made) at the proper height.
So - Hey, progress folks!! Thanks again~
Him: You take the bar stools, I never liked them much.
Her: What?! You love those bar stools.
Him: What are you talking about? When we first got married we needed *something* so I went along with your choice. But I always thought they were way too bulky.
Her: THESE are too bulky???? But...don't you remember you told me the new ones I picked out were too bulky?
Him: New ones you picked out? What do you mean?
Her: That time, while you were recovering from surgery. I bought new ones and you told me they were too bulky. I was sad, but returned the new ones since you didn't like them at all.
Him: I don't remember this at all, ex-darling. I must have still been woozy from the anesthesia, and clearly you misunderstood what I said (if in fact I said anything at all). But really, I've always hated these darn bar stools. Did you ever notice they're not the right height for our bar?
Stay tuned for the next show, here on HTV (houzz television), "Redesign and Reconciliation"
Solaram: I figure that if I want something changed or done badly enough, I can or will find a way to do it; or at least find a work around. I swear I have more Time Life home repair and home improvement books, not to mention Sunset and other DIY and building books than the local library! I have hung chandeliers and changed out light switches to remote controlled light switches using these books. I learned how walls and decks are constructed, and I WATCH when my handyman works. I also have appliance repair books and websites book marked and have used those to take my dryer apart and fix it (thank you DIY Samurai Appliance Repair Man website!). And I just refuse to believe in "no", "can't be done", or "impossible" (hubby's favorite responses) because I know it's not true... yet! ;)
I am also short and have always sort of left the manhandling up to those bigger than me.
However, I've recently learned I can do all sorts of things without help like lighting propane burners outside & changing tanks! Filling my own vehicle with fuel for the first time. (I live in OR but now travel solo to other states so have reaquainted myself on how to fit myself into the drivers seat of a pick-up truck and drive across the country) Truck camp in the thing for days! My new independence is probably what has inspired me to attack 'the enemy' in the house, the one who hates change. So, either the war has really started now or I'll have to just go travel more often with my dog. However, the legs got cut off the chairs today! After 17 yrs, I guess you could call that progress..? (I haven't seen them yet - Hubby did it)
One of the major irritations in my life was cleaning the gutters on the front and back of my house (2 stories up). I don't mind heights but my husband does not like climbing tall ladders. A couple of years before I met my business partner, hubby and I finally bought a 32 foot extension ladder which would reach the gutters from any point. But, neither of us really understood how to raise an extension ladder. So, we were trying to walk it up and my husband was telling me to raise it up and I told him I needed a ladder to get it any higher cause my arms were just too short. Eventually we prevailed, but the next time we needed to use it, we suckered our fireman neighbor into putting it up. Now, I have been working with my business partner for several years and I've learned a bit more about ladders. I can easily do a 16 and I can move an extended 24 foot ladder and I could probably even put it up if absolutely necessary, but that 32 foot is just too much for me.
Now I get my business partner to put up the ladder for gutter cleaning. I keep telling him that I don't mind cleaning them if he will just put up the ladder. But, he typically goes up and cleans them anyway so I get stuck on the ground cleaning up the mess while I would much rather be up making the mess.
Another thing I can't live without are "Moving Men"! Those little wonders come in all sizes from tiny to jumbo and are available at dept & hardware stores. I've single handedly moved large antique buffets with mirrors, full size beds with mattresses, bookcases, sofas and more! Love! Love! Love them!
Did you also know that it can be done by two smart women with three furniture dollies? It's all in the leverage, of course.
My contractor needed FIVE guys to complete the install. And they had the nerve to complain about how heavy it was.