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Now that my blog is getting more attention, I am getting more spam from fun sources like designer knock-off sites. UG.
I feel bad that I'm falling into one of my “avoid reality” moods. I don't feel like thinking about or dealing with harsh reality so much here lately. Sometimes I just need a break, I guess. So much of the time, I'm just awash in negativity or bizarre realities. It can get a mite cumbersome!
Yesterday, Gerick and I got into a tiff– just picking on each other for no real good reason. Raised voices the neighbors could hear, even! I'm usually a “fair fighter”– staying on topic, mirroring the other person, staying calm, etc. Not this time. I just threw in the towel, lost my temper, totally bitched about things not even related to what we were fighting about (which was some trivial thing about how I wasn't paying enough attention to him– again!) yelled, made snide remarks under my breath and so on. Just BITCHY. Apparently, Gerick didn't know to handle me fighting dirty and just walked away from me in a huff after a few back-and-forth exchanges.
Then he took some candles and beer, walked into the moonlit garden, and lit those candles– staying out there for a couple of hours. It was weird. I smiled and left him to it.
The next day he came home from work early to talk to me, and boy were we both defensive! Finally apologized to each other and talked about what was REALLY bothering us– not so much the trivial things that we argued about– and worked some things out. After we have a real talk where he's actually listening and problems get solved pretty quickly, I wonder why we don't argue more often… And then I remember the number it does on my body. Anger is toxic. I'm always sick the day after I let anger take me over. Usually not worth the effort just to get heard– but yesterday I just reached a point where I didn't care and let loose. Maybe that release is needed every now and again too, I don't know.
Things are back to normal, but the George and Joanne are looking at us a little funny. Oh well.
2012-08-31 10:10:24