tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963584849005905707.post1199632438729991046..comments2023-10-23T17:41:40.913-04:00Comments on Sand Castles: I Said Supper Club, Not Fight ClubDarla M Sandshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18212760625717298992noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963584849005905707.post-35603462356959255702010-04-30T09:11:11.055-04:002010-04-30T09:11:11.055-04:00Leigh, his grumbling sounds like me. :) Dilo, I ...Leigh, his grumbling sounds like me. :) Dilo, I feel for you. My partner never seems to take rightful offense at my tone. Instead, my talk is inevitably interrupted on a regular basis. I get to the point where it's easier not to converse. Sigh...Darla M Sandshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11520094333004257139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963584849005905707.post-91827269142275995882010-04-23T12:43:07.925-04:002010-04-23T12:43:07.925-04:00Interestingly, we never argue about his (or my) an...Interestingly, we never argue about his (or my) annoying habits, and there are plenty of them. We also don't argue about the important things, like money. Most of the time, he takes offense at my, as he hears it, critical tone and I don't even know we're having a fight until about 10 minutes into it. It's like being dropped into the middle of someone else's argument. The subject matter varies and I can't think of an example. I must be repressing the memories.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963584849005905707.post-36123310554930034722010-04-17T18:42:55.316-04:002010-04-17T18:42:55.316-04:00Elise! Those cups would drive me crazy too. Hubby ...Elise! Those cups would drive me crazy too. Hubby does that. The garbage is an issue here as well. I asked my hubby to help me take it out, but I got busy getting our kids ready for school and he ended up taking it out alone, to which he remarked, "I thought you wanted me to help you, not do it by myself."<br />pfft. grow up.<br /><br />(him, not y'all)Leigh Royalshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02079176671063568288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963584849005905707.post-16288855766470853362010-04-16T15:11:24.150-04:002010-04-16T15:11:24.150-04:00The garbage thing would drive me bonkers! Thank y...The garbage thing would drive me bonkers! Thank you for sharing! The little things can be a real drag. Can't they?Darla M Sandshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11520094333004257139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963584849005905707.post-29463189316848911022010-04-16T14:06:25.765-04:002010-04-16T14:06:25.765-04:00Oh, we have triggers in our house. But, I suppose ...Oh, we have triggers in our house. But, I suppose that we are unusual in that we rarely fight about money or kidlet or sex. Usually it's chores and expectations. And habits. <br /><br />We have a lidded trash can (we have cats, so this is a necessity). DH routinely just piles trash on top of the trash can instead of opening the thing and putting the trash in. This results in my putting it in and telling him YET AGAIN how irritating and unsanitary that is. To which he replies something along the lines of "it's not a big deal" - and....well, you can imagine how that goes. <br /><br />On my end, I drink lots of ice water. My ice water cups migrate to my desk and stay there. I go downstairs for dinner, or to get the kidlet from the bus stop or whatever, and come upstairs with a new cup of water. With the old one still upstairs. I think my record is an accumulated 11 cups. This makes DH crazy. <br /><br />We rarely have big arguments, and when we do, its usually over some issue that comes up rather than ongoing issues.Elise Loganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17985716699342250049noreply@blogger.com