Monday, May 12, 2008

Intervention time...

This morning I got out of bed, walked into the living room and saw Sunny sitting at the computer writing a blog.

“Leave that on when you’re done.” I said. “I wanna use it for a few minutes.”

“Ok.” She said. “But on one condition.”

“What?” I said.

She held up her coffee cup and gave me her ‘sweet little girl’ smile.

Well after a few minutes of reminding her that I already moved 3500 miles and gave up everything to be with her, she said ‘Bite me’ and I went to make her coffee.

When I arrived back in the living room I put Sunny’s coffee cup down next to her and glanced at the blog post she was writing. This is lifted directly from her post:

“Oh and I actually DID get rid of THREE- Count'em THREE as in 3 whole oversized Christmas ornaments when we were doing our spring cleaning this year. So I DID compromise...again.”

Regular readers will realize that this is in reference to my recent post in which I talked about moving the three metric tons of Christmas stuff into storage.

I started laughing.

“What?” Sunny Said.

“You realize that you getting rid of three baubles and calling it a ‘compromise’ is a load of crap, don’t you?”

“No it’s not!” She blurted. “I got rid of some stuff, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, but that’s like me having about 30 computers in this room, having the hallway and laundry room stacked to the ceiling with gadgets and software for them and you saying ‘enough is enough’, telling me to get rid of some of it…and me ‘compromising’ by throwing away two blank floppies.”

She blinked at me,

“Well, you’ve got tons of computer stuff and you never hear me complain!”

“No, I have my desk and one bookcase for my computer stuff. You have enough Christmas stuff to fill a good sized storage building. That hallway was packed to the ceiling!”

“Ah-HAH!” Sunny said, suddenly hit by inspiration. “You had a BIG box of computer stuff in that hallway! It wasn’t all me!”

“Yeah.” I conceded. “But that was one box versus thirty…and it wasn’t ‘big’ it was about twice the size of a shoebox…”

Suddenly, something hit me (metaphorically speaking, although Sunny has been known to chuck stuff when she realizes she’s lost an argument).

“Wait a minute!” I said. “That was my ‘spares’ box. You asked me what I wanted to do with it and I took a spare power cable out of it and said we could throw the rest away. I said there’s a couple things I might need at some point, but they’re cheap anyway and chances are all they’ll do is gather dust!”

Her mouth opened and closed like a confused fish.

“Well, you wanted me to get rid of half my Christmas stuff and I got rid of some so that’s a compromise. End of story.”

Yep, with enough Christmas decorations to heavily decorate 5 trees and three houses, she gets rid of 3 grapefruit sized baubles and calls it a compromise.

As soon as I can get my hands of a few sets of body armor, tear gas and riot shields, I’m holding an intervention.


NML said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog and showing your support. Much appreciated! Are you serious re the crimbo decorations?!!! That is scary! Tell her to get a shoe habit or something!

Sunny said...

I HAVE one of those as well well as a purse habit and a snowglobe habiot. he has a whole LIST of things to whine about when it comes to me.


Tha BossMack TopSoil said...

Great fucken post.