Having a spat

Ah, Memory Lane!!  I do apologize for any who stopped by last week.  I was smack in the middle of trying to recover my computer and so the link and such were all messed up.  I would love to say that won’t happen again, but alas, Ii am quite human 😉

Last night, hubby and I had a spat, to borrow a phrase from one of my favorite blogging buddies.  The spat didn’t get out of control, we didn’t yell, it was more of a heated discussion than anything else.  As I was going to bed last night I remembered some of the silly fights and arguments we have had in 15 years of marriage.

One of the first arguments we ever had was over my married name change.  I wanted to keep my maiden name because I come from a family of all girls and I didn’t want my name to die off. 

We have had many truly silly ones over the years: who is going to drive the car (I like to drive),  which way the toilet paper roll should flow, why store specific credit cards are not worth it, how the kitchen floor gets swept (vs. vacuuming), etc.  And of course the mother of all silly arguments: why he scored better than me on our shared course college exams.

Looking back over those ‘fights’ can be quite embarrassing, but I am sure at the time, I was willing to die on each of those hills.  I need to keep this perspective in mind when anything comes up, and remind myself that it may seem huge right now, but really, it could just be a small and insignificant issue.

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