According to Medline, the definition of Passive Aggressive is as follows:
“Passive-aggressive personality disorder is a chronic condition in which a person seems to passively comply with the desires and needs of others, but actually passively resists them, in the process becoming increasingly hostile and angry.
People with this disorder resent responsibility and show it through their behaviors, rather than by openly expressing their feelings. Procrastination, inefficiency, and forgetfulness are commonly used to avoid doing what they need to do or have been told by others to do.”
And so goes the way of “projects”. The dear BF as I said is on vacation. He has decided to start some new projects with his time off. Not work in the front yard, which needs to be ongoing as the City is on our butts about not being “urban blight”. Not work in the backyard which is overgrown with foxtails, ivy, wisteria (what a nitemare that crap is), snails, and the like. Last, but not least, not to work on the bathtub that has been torn apart for about 3yrs. I use the step to it now as a shelf for magazines. No, he has some new things he wants to get done.
The first day he worked outside and started on the trim around our windows on the side of the house. He had started sanding and replacing the bad wood on the front of the house about a 18 months ago, but when the City started riding us, I couldn’t wait any longer so I went thru and painted “as is”. Evidently he doesn’t like that job anymore this year than he did before. After the first day that project is back on the back burner.
The next day he explains how he is finally going to put a pet door in our kitchen door that goes out to the back yard. The door currently has all those little panes that make cleaning it a pain in the neck. It hasn’t been able to close for a couple of years due to being warped from the weather, and deferred maintenance. His first step on the project was to take out a portion of the doorjam and the threshold. He tells me the new threshold is beautiful. I’ll try not to think how it’ll look against our parkay floor that has almost completely unraveled, little bitty board by board. He’s been working diligently out in the garage (where a tv hooked up to cable and chair happen to be stored) building the new doorjam for a few days now. I guess while you’re waiting for paint to dry on one thing there’s an unwritten law about not being able to do anything else.
Don’t get me wrong. I have plenty of unfinished projects also. That’s the one nice thing about being with a passive aggressive. I don’t know how pissed off he is about everything being such a wreck because he never actually says anything. (In the meantime I’m working on “uncluttering” my life). We’ll probably finish our projects about the same time. LOL