Interesting. I can't think of anything at the moment, but thinking about your example, it should have been more of an agreement than permission.

Oh, so many things......

And "no" to permission or agreement (whichever you want to call it) when it comes to decisions about my body! Outrageous!

I can't tell mine, but I've never been the truly rebellious type so you know it was bad for me to resort to that. ETA: Mine did not involve my husband.

I agree with eld6161 I think it should have been a mutual agreement between spouses. Not the husband giving permission.

But back to your original question...I was the only child of a single mom so I was home alone quite a bit (grandparents only lived 1/2 mile away). So yeah I did lol She had bought a ceiling fan and it sat there for a while. So one day I just decided to install it for her. Luckily I knew to turn the electricity off first haha

I have never done anything really bad that I can think of. I'm that person that always gets caught or feels guilty so yeah :\

I did pretty much the same thing you did, kathyg. 'He' is now my ex (of many years), but he didn't need my signature for his Big V, so I didn't figure I needed his signature for my tubal. I always live by the motto it's easier to get forgiveness than permission sometimes. He knew I was doing it and didn't really need to give permission.

I am sure there are some things but I have forgotten them lol. I do occasionally just order stuff online and when it gets delivered I say oh I thought I told you about that, stuff for the house, he is fine with whatever I do so it's all good. I just ordered these really nice lights for the atrium with out telling him. I had him open the box and he was happy because he had been wanting to get new lights. Whew lol.

Just little things, ripping out wallpaper, painting rooms. I'm currently having the kitchen and dining room chairs recovered. He knows I'm doing something because he sees the fabric books laying around and he's happy as long as I don't ask for an opinion of him.

When I was working there were lots of times permission was required from facilities managers or whomever to do certain procedures. If I thought I could do the deed and then hide the evidence before someone got the screaming meemies I would. It usually saved lots of time and red tape. My boss didn't have a problem with it, his motto was "it's easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission."

I'm not big into getting "permission". We're a team and we act like it. If it's a big decision, we discuss it. If it's not big, we just do what we think is right.

I can't believe that you still had to ask your husband's permission in 1980. Where was this hospital?

I have bought a few expensive items, like my first digital camera, without checking with DH first. Though the purchases have been few and far between and not budget breaking expensive. He trusts my judgement. I just didn't want to get into the whole debate of whether it was a need or a want.

Like some of you have said, I always keep this in mind. "it's easier to ask forgiveness than it is to get permission." (quote attributed to US Navy Rear Admiral Grace Hopper)

Outsideplaying...are you saying your husband had a V than you also had your tubes tied?

Years ago I lived a house away from my sister...she called and ask if I'd help her remove wallpaper from her children's bedroom, sure no problem. .that afternoon while I worked at stripping the walls she sawed the bunk beds apart...at one point she ran to the basement...her husband appeared in the doorway, his face was red and swollen, I could see his heart pounding thru his shirt..in a large bellowing voice he said...CHERYL DENISE WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BOYS ROOM....I ran past him, ran home and locked my doors...apparently sis and her husband talked about this and he was not agreeing to this. I got caught in the middle. LOL.

For myself, Hmmm, my husband might like me to ask permission, but that won't happen. I do however talk about things and we make important decisions together. I did a few years ago clean his closet of unneeded clothing, leisure suits and suade shoes went to the thrift store. Mike was not pleased expecially when he found out the black trash bags he dropped off at the thrift store was his polyester savings.

I suppose that was when I locked up the checks and debit card to stop the account from being overdrawn every 10 days or so.

Growing up, I think I would extend my curfew without actually asking permission.

Caflower, it was in Detroit and I'm sure they wanted to know that he did not object to the tubal. We had decided no more after 3 kids and when the 4th came along, look out! We were on the every 2 year schedule! No thanky!

Raee, too funny, but not a bad idea, probably should have done that years ago when we both went to the same account all the time. A few shortages now and then!

Hare, a ceiling fan?? How old were you?

On our national radio we have a nation-wide phone-in program each Sunday 4:00 - 6:00 on a topic of current general interest.

On weekdays just after the five minute world news report at noon we have a phone-in program for an hour that goes province-wide, which covers a wide area, for Ontario goes from north of a ways west of Duluth and Minneapolis to north of closer to Albany, N.Y. than Syracuse and Binghamton.

The topic today was whether people were keeping a few chickens, in many places contrary to municipal bylaws. Several reported that they were, and some had had a visit from the local bylaw enforcers. One lady reported that their neighbours had some about 4 feet from their deck ... and were not only less than fastidious about cleaning up after them, they didn't provide any warmth in winter, but the guest said that they didn't need such, having a down coat as they do.

In a number of jurisdictions there has been some attempts to get support for either repealing or relaxing the rules enough to let householders keep a few chickens in order to have some very fresh eggs.

One lady from Pennsylvania, I think, says that they rent out chickens ... thus can remove some in a hurry when bylaw enforcers order them gone. She began her project several years ago and has quite a few clients in Canada, a number of them in Toronto, which has a prohibitive bylaw.

It appears that quite a few have discussed their plan with their neighbours, dealt with some of their concerns, and have had little trouble, especially if they've been cooperative about dealing with any concerns that the neighbours may have, including on an ongoing basis.

There were a number of respondents who'd been able to have their chickens without their neighbours feeling that they had cause for unhappiness.

It appears that a few were able not only to have their chickens ...

... but to eat them, too.

But it appeared that for almost all of them their only use of the chickens ... was to have their eggs (and eat them too) ... and occasionally to share some with a neighbour.

ole joyful

I only involve others in my decisions when my actions would directly affect them. Indirectly, if it involves morals. But my moral compass is strong so I have a lot of freedom to move around without worrying about it.

When DH got a vasectomy I had to sign. I don't get the outrage over needing a spousal signature. A decision to have or not have children should definitely be a joint one in my opinion. Want to make it on your own. Don't get married.

Permission? I'm an adult, can make my own decisions.

I can't give specifics. But in my very first administrative hospital job, when I would ask my supervisor how they wanted something done, she would always respond, "I really don't know." I got so tired of getting that answer after about one week of it, that I just started doing what I thought should be done. Either I did things right or they truly didn't know, because I never got into any kind of trouble. I made a promise to myself that when I became a supervisor, I would never give my employees such stupid answers.

I camped, where there was a no camping sign. I ride by bicycle down "closed roads" to see, why they are closed... :) Often, totally usable on a bicycle. I love test riding new pavement too, and will ride on new pavement that is still closed off to cars.

Also rang the church bells with my sister, after we climbed all the way up, and about a month later, we used the buttons to ring them...

At the moment can't think of other stuff... but I am sure, there was a bunch.

Moni

I haven't need permission to do anything (other than what my boss wants) since I left home at the age of 17, and that was back in 1977.

lgmd, I think the beagle really does belong with her. BTW, your DH could become a cat burglar! Make that a beagle burglar!

I remember going to the Humane Society in 1999 to adopt Loki. When I handed in the application they asked if I lived with someone and I said my Mother. They told me I had to have her permission to get the dog. I laughed and said I am 30 something years old, I do not need my Mother's permission to bring a dog into the home that I own and it was up to me whether I brought the dog into my home and my Mother was under no condition to give consent as she had Alzheimer's. I was then "allowed" to adopt the dog.

Took a Tobaggon down a ski slope. Ended up abandoning ship lol Put up a birdbath in the front yard without HOA approval-I'm such a rebel!had a Valentines Day party for my daughters class ( principal said only Xmas and end of the year parties were allowed) we had it during lunch with only pink or red food and drinks! I can't think of anything recently.

Painted the house, and bought a dog. My husband preferred the dog to our new periwinkle bedroom.

"A decision to have or not have children should definitely be a joint one in my opinion."

Of course that works if a couple is in agreement. But if they don't and if she doesn't want more children, she can be stopped from preventing pregnancy because he doesn't agree? Not in my world would any man be able to tell me that I couldn't make that decision for myself.

Sabbath, years ago my DH moved out for a while and when he was gone I painted our bedroom a shade of orange and got all matching comforter, curtains, shams etc. (I really liked it) When he came back in, Whoa! In his opinion kitchens should be yellow, bedrooms blue and everything else beige! We do have a yellow kitchen and a blue bedroom and the living room and 3 season rooms are beige. But we do have a purple bedroom and a green one. Living room needs painting and I might just rebel!!! LOL!

Watchmelol, in the 70's when I wanted to get my tubes tied, I had trouble finding a doctor who would do it, as I was so young, with no kids. I was married, and hubby had to sign the form in agreement. Doctors were willing to give him a vasectomy, but not tie my tubes?? I insisted that it's me that doesn't want the kids, him having a vasectomy wouldn't do a thing to help me, in case of death or divorce.

As a teenager I did plenty (!) of things without permission, and as an adult I retained a lot of my sense of mischief, so I've had some minor adventures. But in recent years what comes to mind is cat rescue. At different times I've quietly removed several from unpleasant situations. I don't think the owners noticed. Or cared.

Could not find husbands birth certificate and with the Alzheimer's he could no longer write. I was his POA so printed out a form, practiced writing his name (which took a few tries as he was left handed and wrote like a doctor and I am right handed )and sent it in and received the certificate a week later. He needed the birth certificate for his care so all was good.

Mary, we had to do that with my Dad and the VA in order to get funds for him. He too had ALZ.

Kathyg- it's hilarious to think of your husband's expression over the orange bedroom. My husband hated our periwinkle bedroom. I loved it! I also rescued a cat without permission. I promised to find him a home...but I never could ;) so his home is with me now!

Planted an ornamental garden on city property. Years later, planted a mini orchard on other city property. Planted a tree on city property, twice. Eh, planted flowers on railroad property. Always looking for a new project. Where there is plainness, let there be beauty.

Not that it matters maryml because you got accomplished what you needed but - when someone acts pursuant to any type of power of attorney, whether general or limited, there's no need to try to reproduce a facsimile of the other person's signature. I believe the correct way is to sign it "Fred Funk by Mary L, as authorized by POA". If the document so signed is sent to someone who doesn't otherwise have a copy of the referenced power of attorney, a copy should be included.

Cat rescuing over the years and his response..." we don't need another cat". But oddly six months ago he helped me retrieve the Maine Coon cat dumped in an alley. Now he brags that Bernie likes him the best and sits on his lap more. It's his favorite of all the cats we've had.

About 20 years ago our kitchen was carpeted. Low pile, loop, looked commercial. DH said I could have "any" new carpet, but nothing else. He thought it was warm on his feet, even tho there's baseboard heat under the toe kicks that heat the floor. And....he didn't want an amateur tile job. :0) Finally I just ripped it out and he was there grouching, pissed off....bemoaning that I didn't value his opinion, it was HIS house too. DONE! My 1st tile job! and still there....getting cleaned with 1/4 clorox & 3/4 water....my idea of a clean floor.

kathyg_in_mi - I was a teenager haha :)

"Rehomed" a neglected dog.

Trapped/Spayed/Released a neighbours outdoor cat and called it a stray. Had to bribe the vet not to dock the ear, as they usually do that for strays. Don't know if the owners ever noticed but really cut down on the number of anemic flea covered 'stray' kittens they surrendered to the HS each year. These are inevitably immediately put down, since they get so many.

Called an ambulance when I discovered DH's family was not taking proper care of one of his invalid relatives. They were against it, but the poor man was in a lot of pain and needed proper care. Never forgave me.

Picked fruit from a tree on what I thought was abandoned property. Was very sad when the property was sold for a commercial development and the tree was razed down.

I am sure there is more LOL!

Dances.

Back in 1966 you had to have a blood test to get married. We were at the court house and the clerk realized the doctor hadn't signed it, so we had to turn around and drive about 40 miles to get the doctor's signature. We get there and he has left for the day. So I signed his name.....and we made it back to Galveston before the court house closed.

Marilyn, that took balls!

Nicole, wow fancy!

Kathy, it was my husband's idea. I wasn't keen on getting married but he was.