My Husband stopped me from working!

It's rainy season here in Lagos Nigeria, and the rains have been heavy in the past few days. Unfortunately, I now live in an area where when the sky cries, the whole estate feels it because the topology of this 'high brow' estate doesn't really make sense when it comes to properly draining off rain water.

So basically, when the rains are very very very heavy, just forget about going out, at least through the estate's main gate. Not even a very high SUV can pass, talk less of tiny cars like mine. There's one tiny back end road that they open in times like this, but it takes about one hour to get out of this estate, using that road, and it is so bad that it spoils cars, plus the final exit is not even close to the estate at all. What many people do is just to stay and work from home in these situations, or they find a way to walk on water like peter, or get their cars to swim in waterlogged bad roads.

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Anyway, last week, one of these very very very heavy downpours happened, and we were all 'trapped' in the closet estate.
I had mad deadlines to meet for production in the factory, so I headed out inspite of the rain. We were all diverted to pass this hellish 'alternative route', but before I could even start plying that route, my car started overheating. I parked, and realised that my fans were not working.

I was immediately about to start crying about the setback. So I called my husband who drove his own car down to where I was. After assessing the situation, he told me to take my laptop out, and let's start going back home.

At this point, I was trying not to fume. I mean, this guy was not even going to try to find a solution to my problem? How on earth am I supposed to get to work and meet my deadlines? I tried communicating this to him, and he said there's nothing we could do cos there was no way a rewire could get in through the waters at the gate to sort the car, and there was no way he would spend over one hour taking me past the hellish 'alternative route'. So I should just FORGET ABOUT GOING TO WORK TODAY and wait for the waters to recede.

By now, I was already gone. Forget about going to work today? I looked back at all the cars (mostly SUVs) plying the hellish 'alternative route', and imagined how lucky they were. I should have been amongst them. So I accused my husband of not even thinking of more options or putting himself in my shoes. I said "what if I hitch hiked with one of those SUVs, and take a cab from the exit?" He looked at me like I had gone mad, and said "I now insist we go back home."

Haaaa, I was fuming by now. I had two choices. One was to defy him, get down from the car, and find a way to hitch hike my way. The second was to just follow him home like a blind sheep. Gosh, I was pained but I knew stubborness was not going to do any good in this situation. Also, by this time, my bones were getting tired because of the cold weather.

We got home, and I sulked the whole day. About an hour later, he called the rewire who came around about five hours later. My husband asked me if I wanted to come along with him to sort the car out. If you see the speed with which I carried my laptop and bag, and jumped into the car?

About one hour later, I was out of the estate, through the receding waters, getting to work about 6-7 hours later than expected. We worked late into the night, and I was able to meet my target.

Now to the main point of this post. My husband didn't want me to go to work for one day, mainly for my own safety and protection, and I almost hated him for it. But there are women whose husbands have stopped from working against their will, due to one reason or the other. Many of them have resented their husbands, and later been forced into submission, eventually accepting their situation.

It is a different case if it is the choice of the woman to stop working, just like it would have been different if it was my choice to go back home that day. But when husbands force their wives to stop working, doesn't she lose part of her essence? I went through this for 5 hours, and it wasn't funny.

I don't know. What do you think?