Why would I be excited?

We had problems with some key-chain garage door openers. Mrs. Ray could not easily open & drive into the garage. I upgraded to two better transmitters. I called her to ask her to call me when she got near the house so I could open the garage. Later we planned to meet at a store before she got home, so I brought her a new opener.

When she got home, she drove into the garage and parked. Later she said something like "I know you are excited that I can park in the garage again, but there's now too much stuff in there to get into & out of the car easily. Tomorrow I'll just park outside."

I said I didn't feel particularly excited about her parking in the garage. She pointed out that I made the special effort to get her the new opener before she got home. I said, "OK", but hat it wasn't really exciting.

Near bed time, I "had" to ask her how I seemed to be excited when I didn't feel that way. She came to her bedroom door. I asked why she felt I was excited about the controllers. She rattled off 1) the phone call about getting the controls and 2) that I brought the control out to her, so I certainly was excited that she could park in the garage again. Mrs. Ray did not want me to be disappointed that she was not going to be parking inside the garage tomorrow. I denied the excitement and told her that where she parked was not my concern.

But she insisted that I was excited. (At this time I began trying what I felt were some of her discussion tactics) I asked her not to project things so strongly and not to jump to conclusions so easily. She said, but I was excited because I made the phone call and took the control out to her.

I pointed out once more that she had already told me those things, and they do not need repeating. I was not excited a bit about finishing a job like that. This made her mad. She said "I'm done" and closed her bedroom door. Good night.

I felt uncomfortable in this exchange. Yes, I wanted to turn the tables and try her own tactics on Mrs. Ray. She has sometimes told me not to repeat the obvious. When I asked her to stop that same thing, she got mad. Now I know. I have asked her to stop jumping to conclusions, as they are more often than not incorrect - most recently on the Big Fight Night.

These last few days I have still felt strongly that there is definitely hope in the future. I also know this is a real high-wire act - no net. I cannot do it on my own. I need God's help, as whatever I do on my own still messes things up. My prayer life has grown exponentially. My prayers have definitely changed, though the goal is still the same.