Friday, June 8, 2012
The Nice Fight
Have you ever niced your way into an epic fight? Does that question make any sense at all to you? Lemme 'splain.
The Hubs and I have this amazing habit of getting into arguments because we are being TOO NICE to each other. I know. It sounds completely stupid. And it probably is.
This fight almost always starts over snoring. Not in the way you think. I don't get mad when he snores. I don't see red when it sounds like I'm laying next to a wild boar making love to a chain saw. I don't get upset when the bed is literally shaking from his log sawing.
I get nice.
Rather than kick him and push him out of the bed (though it's sometimes it's very, very tempting), I simply grab a blanket and my pillow and move to the couch. Inevitably, he will wake up an hour or two later to discover my absense, wander into the living room to find me asleep on the couch or the floor, and then it starts...
The nice fight.
"Why are you out here? Come back to bed."
"You were snoring. I'm fine here. Go back to bed."
"No, I'll take the couch. You have a bad back. Go to bed."
"No, you have to work in the morning. You go to bed."
"No, no. I don't feel comfortable with you out here. You take the bed."
"No. Really. You're the breadwinner. I don't feel right kicking you out of bed. You take the bed."
"No, babe. TAKE THE BED."
"No, really sweetheart. I'M GOOD HERE. GO BACK TO BED!"
"But I love you and I don't want you to be uncomfortable. TAKE THE DAMN BED!"
"I love you, too. SO, TAKE THE EFFING BED!"
"What the hell is wrong with you? GO THE FUCK TO BED!"
"Why are you being an ass? GO! TO! BED!"
"How's it feel up on that cross? TAKE THE BED!"
"Cross? CROSS?!?! Ah HELLNO! I'M SO TAKING THIS COUCH! GO TO BED!!!!"
And then we're in a huge fight.
What is wrong with us? Who in their right mind gets into arguments because they are trying to out-nice each other? Does anyone else do this or are The Hubs and I certifiably insane?
And it doesn't end there. We get in the nice fight more than any other fight. We've got conflicting events on the same day? Watch us battle over who will cancel their plans to accommodate the other. An unappealing errand to run? We'll go ten rounds over who gets to do it so the other doesn't have to. A mess to clean up? Literally clawing our way to said mess to get to it before the other person can. And the best part? Neither of us even necessarily WANTS to do the nice thing. We just can't stand the thought of the other being put out so we'll gladly play the martyr card in order to feel nice.
What the hell is that about? Does anyone else have nice fights?
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Nice fights happen in my house too. Though we've gotten really good at being able to recognize it and call it out. Often times this involves pillows or faux boobs (from a plastic surgeons office given to us at a Bridal Expo a few years ago) being thrown or otherwise used until someone laughs (or something breaks which tends to make us laugh because it got broken by a boob!)
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