Everyone says that you should never go to bed mad. And I know that it's probably true. What they don't tell you, however, is how to make sure that it doesn't happen. When 2 people both believe that they are justified in their own angry feelings, how do they figure out how to resolve them with a clock? Oprah says "Would you rather be happy or right?” and that is the question I ask myself in most of these situations. I'd rather be happy. But what happens when happy hinges on the exact thing the argument is about? Then what? When is it compromise, and when is it giving in just so there are voices in the apartment again?

Needless to say, we are not speaking at the moment. Well, I can't say that for sure as I am the only one awake. But last night there was not a lot being said. Just some polite "thank you” and "you're welcome’s”. I hope somehow today brings a truce, as yesterday bit pretty hard. It started out well, but something made him mad and instead of talking about it, he decided to be an a** to me for most of the afternoon. Eventually he decided he was finished, and said he was sorry. When he told me what had made him mad, I ended up furious with him. There was one point in North Vancouver where I was actually contemplating getting out of the car while we were stopped at a light. I knew I could find my way home from there, and I really didn't want to be anywhere near him anymore. This was all going on in my head of course, because I wasn't saying anything out loud. I stayed in the car.

We really are ridiculous. We love each other so much, and still waste days like this. Being angry. Even when it's justified. It's still a waste of time and emotion. Yesterday was a beautiful day. I spent it mostly by myself, and so did he. Why? Because he decided to take something out on me, so I decided to make him suffer for it. Dumb.

I still don't believe he was justified in treating me the way he did. And who knows what he believes. Mostly when we argue he just starts saying, "You're right, I'm a terrible lazy guy, I do nothing.” No matter what it's about. (Very annoying by the way, I hate it when people do that. As if I'd be involved with a terrible lazy guy. Ever.) So last night wasn't much different. He was fine when he told me he was over what he was mad about. And then when I got mad, he said "I don't know what you want me to say, I can't change it now". Valid point. However, he said nothing else. So I didn't either. And we ended up in bed like that. Mad, and not talking.

I don’t know how to start the morning after we've gone to bed mad. That's what this ramble is about, I guess.

When you do the thing you're never supposed to do, how do you undo it in the morning?