Husband's and wives have spats right?
Some spats seems more difficult that others, but some couples seem to just iron it over in no time and are all kisses the next.
Well I've been married for a little over a year now, and my husband is a great guy. Grown up in the christian faith,
well loving, strong in stature, easy on the eyes so to speak..unfortunately with all that greatness he can be such a hormonal baby! While he was putting the dishes in the dishwasher and cleaning the kitchen (yes, what a great man to do the whole kitchen) I saw a dirty glass sitting on the counter, and I asked him, "that could fit in there?" (very nicely I might add) He said, "No, I'll just leave it in the sink." Well my resourceful and tidy nature kicked in and I started to make space in the dishwasher. (which there was plenty of) So he see me, and jumps a flipping fit!! He said "What in the beep beep are you doing!?" Now he never talks to me in that manner... I said "I'm just making space!" He angered out " Well if you want to move everything around then you just clean up the kitchen!"
I was shocked, startled and pretty damn pissed none the less. We spat back and forth, me of course defending my side. He then brings out the vacuum, and thinks he's going to start cleaning up the living room while totally abandoning the kitchen. Then I forcefully bring to his attention while snatching the plug from the wall: YOU CAN'T START VACUUMING WITHOUT PICKING UP THE FLOOR FIRST.. now.. I'm hot right now, because how he originally treated me..
So..this is where I practically blow my top like a tea kettle!
He grunts folds his arms just like a little kid and falls in the chair.. ok. now.. we have to get his house clean, and I need help, especially since it was ALL HIS MESS.. (all, always & every aren't the words we're suppose to use in our pre-marriage counseling sessions..)
I tumble over and I start pulling him.. "Hey! Come on!, he starts playfully smiling, I get angrier. So I start with a jab here and I punch there.. ((he laughs)) .. then I grab his arm, and then the windmill in me come out and I'm just whaling while through the grit in my teeth saying " you ::better ::: clean::: the::: kitchen::: I'm:: always nice:::to you::: and :: you:: are::: treating:::: me::: like crap!::: And I rip his Haynes tank.
Quietly he sits on the floor in front of the TV. I pick up the handful of clothes I dropped, and bits of paper I previously picked up.. and go into the bedroom and wash my hair..
He didn't speak to me the whole night..
I apologized until the cows came home..still... 1st year married... 1st time happening. Nothing.
I felt terrible....I felt like I really wasn't "hitting" him.. just mad.. but he felt like reverse abuse or something.
It was all humorous, but this can go to show how something can turn... kinda bad. Ladies & wives..
don't hit your boyfriends and husbands.. He doesn't ever hit me, so I should respect him in the same manner.
Even if it's all in a jokingly way. I think he just wanted to blow up something to get majorly mad at. We've made up, the next day was glorious. I cooked him breakfast, and showered him with love....
Even though he's a sour puss baby and all.. I'll know next time to keep my hands to myself.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
No Punching Allowed- While Cleaning the House
Posted by SheBloggs at 2:18 PM
Labels: Husband's Fair and What Not's
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2 comments:
ok this is me. just you writing. I've been there. it sucks and yes you're right keep your hands to yourself at all times ;)
Girl yes!! I sooo learned my lesson. He was so flippin mad! But then again, I would be too.. No hitting in my part anymore!
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