Last night he said something to me that was embarrassing and then tried to rectify and said something insulting. He soon came to our room (I was saying goodnight to everyone in the living room at the scene of his offense) to apologize and I easily forgave him.
This morning we kissed goodbye and he was walking out the door when I said, “I love you, even though you are mean as a rattlesnake sometimes.”
He paused to shake his giant can and make a rattling hiss then continued on his way.
Note: Paul is a svelte lad, but at 6’6″ everything and especially his can is extra large.
I want to make it clear that my giant can is in perfect proportion to my 6’6″ frame. I don’t want your fans to think that you’re married to an embarrassing, insulting man who is also a fat ass, now do we?!
I called Paul to get his clearance on this post and he noted misassumptions about his physique that could be made. Since I am all about clarity, I immediately set the record straight…as did Paul.
This is great. I needed to read it. My own relationship is doing better than ever right now, but it got there by going through, and continues to go through, moments like this.
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Troy,
There are just those moments where you say something – and it isn’t so much what you say as how you say it and then in trying to clarify or defend you say something really bad, all the while not meaning to be a jerk.
Paul and I spent YEARS defending our intentions. We are now able to assess the impact we have made and apologize or simply shift. He hurt my feelings, but I didn’t get all torked – I knew it was just poor handling, not malicious intent – and chose to forgive, first alone and then when he asked.
We have (and sometimes still do) use humor to jolly our way out of a bad situation, but that wasn’t the case here.
Thanks for the comment.