I have to give a shout out to stubby hubs hunk. He’s a good guy. Once he realized how to handle my quirks it has been relatively smooth sailing. He never thought of me as broken. Therefore I have not been something for him to fix. Of course every day isn’t unicorns and rainbows. When my mood turns black he knows just what to say. Most of the time.
Case in point:
This week began with agro. Monday. The details are unimportant but this monkey was funky….not in a good way. By Tuesday I was looking to kick ass and take names. These moods don’t come often, but when they come poor stubs knows to steer clear. I was cleaning up after dinner and he kept trying to get me to look at him. Taking the temp on my mood. This big sweet smile on his face…that I wanted to rip off and jam down the garbage disposal.
Finally I looked at him deadpanned, and said, ” I’m in a foul mood and your cheerfulness is making it worse.”
In typical stubs fashion he responded with, “I love you for your honesty, you are a wonderful woman.” I’m sure the last bit was him trying to remind himself why he married me. Perhaps talking himself into my wonderfulness. Either way, we hugged it out.
And that my friends is how you deal with your partner when they are acting like an asshole.