Thursday, June 16, 2005

Magical Phrases

Have you ever been dating/married to a person so long that you begin to know just exactly what they?re going to say? You know, the old ?finishes each others sentences? joke?

Well, me and Ericka are like that, except I don?t finish her sentences. I just know that I?ll never be able to find the right one to avoid arguments.

What am I talking about? Allow me to explain.

First, a fact: I like to keep my house cold. It?s a veritible icebox in the summer, and I like it that way. I was denied consistent A/C as a kid, so as an adult I use and abuse that privilege thoroughly. I have the electric bills to prove it.

So last night I decide that I?d rather use the sheet instead of the comforter as I normally do. The thing is, Ericka normally uses the sheet. I?m sure you can see where this is going. Next thing you know, she finds me in bed with the sheet on, and a tussle ensues. After literally 15 minutes of laughing and tugging, I get the sheet and Ericka gets another from the clean clothes.

?What?? I exclaim. ?You had another one ready to go?? She was complaining that the ?only? other sheet was dirty.

?Yeah,? she says, spreading it out. ?All you had to say was??

Let me stop here. This is the core belief in Magical Phrases. Everytime you hear a loved one start a sentence with ?All you had to say was??, feel free to run for cover, or at least cover your ears. Whatever magical syllables come out of their mouths at that point is something you could have said?but didn?t. And even if you had said it, then the outcome wouldn?t have been different. The magical phrase would just have changed, that?s all.

I love my wife dearly, but she is one Magical Phrase stickler, I tell you. I?ve heard em all, too. When we fight over who?s doing what or who gets such and such, when it?s all over there is always a sentence that begins with:

?All you had to say was??

Last night it was this one: ?All you had to say was you wanted the sheet.? And what?s worse? I did say that, but I didn?t say that in the exact manner specified. Frustration isn?t really the word, is it?

Ah, married life. I love you Ericka!

When you?re filled with anxiety
Everyone is your enemy

1 Comments:

Anonymous said...

That's what keeps being married exciting. If you always were on point with each other and could predict everything, the growth would stop. Congratulations on still being in love!

8:51 PM, June 16, 2005  

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