Today has been an interesting Saint Valentine’s Day. It started out as normal as any other Monday. Woke up, got ready, gave the wife a kiss bye, and did my usual commute to work. Then things turned weird for a while in the early part of the day. I won’t go into all the details – suffice it to say there was a…disagreement (not a fight, per se) resulting in both of us being upset at the situation, and emotional.
Luckily, we were able to work it out, as we always do. We are both so different, and so strong-headed (read: stubborn), but when we really open up and just put everything on the table, our love always wins out. That’s one thing I love about our relationship. Somehow, in spite of itself (and us), it works.
A little while later, we were Facebooking cutesy messages back and forth (hey, it is Valentine’s Day, after all), including this little drawing I made of us at work. I think she liked it. 😉
and this, taken at work and sent to her
What can I say? I’m a romantic at heart. 😉
It’s a very low-key V-Day at home, but some celebratin’ is in order this weekend, after payday and the work week is over. I have her to curl up with, so I figure I’m all set.
Rules that work for us in rocky moments:
- Never go to bed angry
- If what we’re fighting over is stupid (which it usually is), somebody just give in already and say, “I love you, and this is stupid. Let’s not fight.” (or some variation on this)
- Tell each other we love one another somewhere in the vicinity of 239847324 times a day (yes, even after 4 1/2 years together)
There are probably more, but those were the first to come to mind. Hey, maybe I should start a romance column and change my name to Carrie (Larry?) Bradshaw.
The bottom line is, never forget why you love each other in the first place. That can usually work through anything, if both parties are willing to compromise and be open.