The 6am Argument

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The 6am Argument

Wil and I frequently get into stupid fights about nothing. This morning at 6am Texas time, Ari spontaneously woke up (after we’d both gone to sleep at 1am) and so began the 6am argument.

I made Ari a bagel with peanut butter, and he proceeded to smear peanut butter all over my “sister-in-law’s” bed. I pointed this out to Wil and he said:

“Then clean it up! This is not our house!”
“Don’t talk to me like that!” I snapped back.
“Maybe I should cut my vocal cords out, because you never like how I talk to you!”

And then, everything went crazy. The last thing I said (before I fled the bedroom) was:
“I want to go home!”

I ended up locking myself in the bathroom and crying because I am a huge drama queen.
He said sorry a million times, but I kept telling him that he didn’t mean it and called him all sorts of horrible names.

Then I made myself some coffee and dragged Ari and Ari’s grandpa to the playground with me to get away from the 6am argument.

Eventually, I decided to forgive Wil, because I’m too tired to care anymore.

Now I wanna know, what’s the stupidest argument you’ve ever had?

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By | 2014-04-06T02:00:40+00:00 September 4th, 2010|Uncategorized|Comments Off on The 6am Argument
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