Why wait for Calgon to take me away, when Southwest Airlines could do a much better job…
It’s been the most frustrating 24 hours. Considering all the really bad stuff that can happen, it’s more of just a slight paper cut, rather than an amputation of a day.
But, dang it all…sometimes it just feels like its the worst day you ever had. The kind of day that you want to grab some chocolate, your blankie and hide in the darkest recess of your closet until the “storm” ends.
I won’t get into the juiciest details for fear you would just roll your eyes and tell me to put on my big girl panties, but I will tell you that out of the blue, random things are going to cost us about 4K to repair.
I have heard before that when you are buying a new house, Murphy (of Murphy’s Law) will move into your spare bedroom.
Well, like I twittered today…Dear Murphy, you can leave the same way you came and don’t let the door hit you where the Good Lord split you.
PS…you can’t have my spare bedroom. That is going to be a playroom and you are not invited over to play Barbies with us. So take that *pbbbbbttt*
On top of that (like it really needing topping) The Head Crayon and I are bickering like two old farm women at the jelly contest at the State Fair over who has the best recipe.
Only we are meaner. A lot meaner.
We have 13 years of dirt on each other and when the stress builds is when the dishes….I mean the dirt really flies. I have read so many helpful marriage books that talk about “Always Fighting Fair” That theory is blown when you are so stressed out that the other person’s chewing or blinking aggravates you. Next you start picking on their insecurities…then comes the really fun part of getting to drag their family into it. “I guess you got THAT from your mother” type of statements.
We have found a solution that works sometimes on diffusing the nasty fights.
I have to morally recommend that only married people do this.
Never do this with a random fight with a stranger unless you have someone who can pay your bail.
Next time your spouse is chewing you up one side and down the other…strip down to nothing.
You literally can not fight when you are naked. Your husband won’t want to fight if you are naked.
Anyways, that my marriage tip for today. I am going to bed tomorrow on the promise that tomorrow is a new day.
I swear that is my one obligatory whiny post for the month.