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Not exactly a disobedience of the SWMBO, but read it anyways...
I ended the argument by explaining to her ....
ok, you tried using logic to win an argument with your wife?
Not exactly a disobedience of the SWMBO, but read it anyways...
I ended the argument by explaining to her ....
Ain't nothin but a mistake.
I never want to hear you say you wanted it that way.
Had a close call this week. Wife was trying to get busy in bed. I tried refusing her advances, but I relented in the end. Probably saved my ass.
Although I won the argument, and she knows I am right, I still lost the argument, and I am wrong.
I got yelled at last night.
I apparently commited the unforgiveable sin of putting the good frying pan (that's clearly marked as dishwasher safe) into the dishwasher. For some reason, the manufacturer doesn't know anything about their own product.
I say apparently, because I didn't even do it. My youngest son did it.
Even though I repeatedly pointed out that I didn't load the dishwasher, the berating continued, because 'I've done it before'. She kept yelling, and I kept saying 'You realize you're yelling at me for something I didn't do, right?' over and over and over. She still yelled at me for another 5 minutes.
When she gets in that mode, it's like being transported into an alternate universe without logic.
Years ago it would have ended with us not speaking for a day or so. Now I just shrug my shoulders and move on. I'm used to it.![]()
I got yelled at last night.
I apparently commited the unforgiveable sin of putting the good frying pan (that's clearly marked as dishwasher safe) into the dishwasher. For some reason, the manufacturer doesn't know anything about their own product.
I say apparently, because I didn't even do it. My youngest son did it.
Even though I repeatedly pointed out that I didn't load the dishwasher, the berating continued, because 'I've done it before'. She kept yelling, and I kept saying 'You realize you're yelling at me for something I didn't do, right?' over and over and over. She still yelled at me for another 5 minutes.
When she gets in that mode, it's like being transported into an alternate universe without logic.
Years ago it would have ended with us not speaking for a day or so. Now I just shrug my shoulders and move on. I'm used to it.![]()
ok, you tried using logic to win an argument with your wife?
I managed to win an argument earlier using logic, a rare occasion indeed.
I got a little peeved with SWMBO when she almost spilled a huge drink in her car. So I acted like her whenever I almost/do make a mess/mistake.
Me:"you need to be more careful or you'll leave a stain"
The evil one: "it's my car I'll do what I want"
Me: "that's a false equivalency, you love to remind me that we are engaged so everything is "ours" now rather than yours or mine. If you crash your car into a tree it's a broken ass car regardless of who broke it, we still need to fix it. "
The evil one: *silence*
It's funny how when you win an argument you don't feel like you did. I don't understand why women enjoy it so much.
Had a close call this week. Wife was trying to get busy in bed. I tried refusing her advances, but I relented in the end. Probably saved my ass.
A man's mind is like a shadowbox. Everything has its own little box. Things that are related to one another have adjacent boxes.
A woman's mind is like a bowl of spaghetti. Everything is entangled and touches everything else.
This is particularly true in an argument.
Well, it wasn't exactly an argument, nor disobedience. But I hope I've corrected a situation.
A couple of months ago, my mom passed out. (She's okay) My stepfather called, I got ready quickly to drive over there. My darling wife reminded me (seriously) to put on pants. I looked at her and said "thank you" deadpan. When I got home she explained that she thought I'd been so upset that I might forget. I reminded her that I spent 28 years in rescue and law enforcement. I never once responded without my pants. In fact, I'm sure I haven't left the house without pants since I was 3. So, we're done with that, right? Of course not. Last week, she again reminded me to put on pants before leaving the house. No one had even passed out. Well, someone somewhere must have, but I wasn't going to help. I explained again that, as fun a guy as I am, I don't leave the house without pants. No joy, she did it again this week. Was I an idiot before I got married? Or did I just become one when I said "I do"?
So now every day, before leaving the house, I point out that I am, in fact wearing pants. She's starting to get the point.
Did you remember to wear your pants?
Had a close call this week. Wife was trying to get busy in bed. I tried refusing her advances, but I relented in the end. Probably saved my ass.