First of all, I'm joking. We joke about this together!

The Hubs and I are two very stubborn people. We're also two very smart people and we know it. I'm sure each of us secretly thinks "I'm the smartest of the two of us".

Of course, he can think whatever he wants. I know the truth.

We bought a new computer and it arrived on Wednesday. We've left the boxes unopened until today because we knew it'd be an all day process in transferring files from two of our five computers (two desktops, three laptops) and we knew we'd be tempted to stay up all night to do this if we opened the boxes on a school night.

So, today is the big day. I'm documenting everything with photos (post to follow when done), so you can see what a mess of wires we had because of all of our equipment, and hopefully how neat and nice everything will be with just ONE desktop.

Anyway, back to the topic. We know that we absolutely can NOT get in each others road when it comes to computer stuff. He gets annoyed with me and I get annoyed with him. It's honestly the only thing that we get cranky with each other about (and I count myself VERY lucky). The thing is, I really AM the computer expert and I've learned to not cut corners when you're installing stuff. You end up having to re-do.

He is trying to transfer his files, as I write this, and has asked me for help a couple of times. When I go to help him, he gets frustrated with me because "I'm doing it wrong", and "why do we have to go through these steps". Hmmmm.... Well, I guess my help isn't required then, right?

So, I've just told him that I'll quit trying to help him and he can go about his business in doing it the "right" way. He's under the computer table bonking his head, making caveman noises, and saying "why?" every once in a while. I'm out here in the living room relaxing with a nice cup of coffee and, frankly, snickering to myself.

I know darned well he wants me to help him, but he's not going to ask.

*****************************UPDATE!!!!!***************************

OK, just as I was about to hit post, he came into the room with his hands on his hips and said, "OK, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask for your help".

Bless his heart.

10 minutes later, I've got it all set up and running.

(tee hee hee)

Of course, I'm a grown up and the "I told you so's" will not be uttered from my lips. But the "I told him so's" are running rampant in my head!