Swallowed the pill back in July of '16. Choked, and swallowed again.
Married over 20 years. 6'5 215, 15% BF, visible abs, hair and clothes are on point.
As part of my process through MRP, I have slowly been taking back the decision making in pretty much every aspect of our life from my first mate.
We usually go out once or twice a week, golf, dinner, movie, hike etc. I've left it up to her to plan this in the past. Asking her where we are going and what we are doing.
It's funny, since she always had a plan I assumed that she wanted to plan it. Nope.. turns out she doesn't.
A few weeks ago, I texted her about 4pm and told her I'd be home to pick her up in an hour, we were going out, be dressed and ready to go. From the minute I picked her up, it was relentless shit testing. "why are we taking this car?" "How far are we going? I have to be back by 8 to do blah, blah, blah" "Why are you going this way, sounds like there is traffic"
About 4 different times, I just about turned the car around and dropped her off back at home. But I held frame, just smiled and said "It will be ok"
Ended up at a store to pick up a particular item for the house that she wanted. I agreed we needed it and and had discussed it a few weeks ago. I called and ordered it, and it was ready when we showed up.
As soon as we saw where we were "what? I don't want you spending money on xyx, blah, blah, blah" Led her into the store, made sure it was the one she wanted, and loaded it into the car.
Next stop was dinner at a new place, small out of the way, but very high end. "this is too expensive" "How long is this going to take?" On and on.. until a funny thing happened. About half way through dinner, she started opening up. Relaxing, just talking about everything (I let her ramble on)
On the way home, I got "wow.. that was so nice! Thank you for planning everything tonight, I really enjoyed myself"
The funny thing about this night was I can't even remember if we had sex or not. We most likely did, but that wasn't the point. The point is, this shit works. Just stick to the plan, she will shit test until you want to leave her by the side of the road, and then the clouds will part, and she will see the captain (or captain in training) isn't a complete moron, and she might fall in line. might
I don't know who suggested this, but I seem to remember a member on here giving a similar example, and I used it with great success.
Wife gets out of the shower and is standing naked by the mirror getting ready. I walk by on my way to the closet and smack her on the ass. Then I come back through the bathroom and smack her again.
Instant shit test "Do you HAVE to hit my ass every time you walk by?"
Me: "I dunno, let me see?" I back up into the closet again, walk by and SMACK!.
"Yup.. I guess so"
She instantly went from a scowl to one of those roll eyed smiles.
So whoever that was that gave that example. Thanks. Smacking the ass is like a cheat code. It's the "go to"