Sometimes, I look at my husband and I and I wonder how we are alive and still married.
He? Is an up-and-at-’em kind of guy.
Me? Well, I think we know I’d rather sleep than eat when given a choice.
So imagine my (non)shock when a spat ensued this morning about what we were going to do today. I wanted to sew and craft. He wanted to go use the gift card he got for Christmas on some new clothes.
(Joshua? Wanted to pull out every single toy he owns and strew them from one end of the house to the other…but this isn’t really about him…)
Why did we argue, you ask?
BECAUSE WE DON’T FREAKING COMMUNICATE WITH ONE ANOTHER.
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He asked me what I wanted to do today. I said sew. He started picking at the fact that what I want to make is something I’ve never made before and he wanted to know if this was going to be an all day and all night and all morning tomorrow project or if this is going to be something that can be done quickly and why didn’t I do this earlier in the week and I could’ve shopped for supplies last weekend before Snowpocalypse turned Atlanta into the backdrop for The Walking Dead for real? Didn’t I think about this????
He got all butt hurt at the fact that I didn’t ask him what he wanted to do (I think???) and I was still in my pajamas and he’d already showered and gotten dressed (at 10:30 on a Saturday morning).
I got all butt hurt that he was insulting my abilities to be a Crafty Crafter (even though he was right and I DID have all week to do this and I DID wait until now to do it because I’m a procrastinator. I’m pretty sure I made a Top Ten resolution about how I’ve always been a procrastinator and I will always BE a procrastinator.)
::sigh::
We don’t fight when one of us (me) forgets to pay the water bill and comes home to a notice that our water has been shut off.
We fight about who the other person is. (Him? Not waiting around and making use of his time. Me? Waiting around and not making use of my time.)
It’s a good thing opposites attract and we make cute kids, right? 🙂
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