Married Couples Fight About the Darndest Things

Danny and I get along great. We really do. Particularly about the major things, money, future kids, goals, values, all of that. However, I have learned that now that I am married, sometimes I just need to let the bitchy out. When you're with the person you're supposed to be with, it's harder to come up with things to let the bitchy out on, especially as Danny has been particularly well-behaved about my pet peeves lately.

So last night, I'm pretty sure I just felt like being annoyed with him and bitching about something, because that's what wives do. So we're getting ready for bed, Danny's brushing his teeth and then I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth too. There I am, toothbrush in hand, ready to run my brush under the sink because obviously I am physically UNABLE to put toothpaste on my toothbrush and brush my teeth without the requisite initial dunk. And there Danny is, hunched over the sink doing his what I like to call "Spit 'n Rinse Remix." This of course is when he bends down over the sink, spits and rinses his toothbrush in an almost rhythmic fashion over and over again.

Now really if you think about it, everyone has their own version of this, so it's a totally excusable thing to do. However, I decided it was completely inexcusable when I was standing there for a full 30 seconds waiting to do my pre-toothpaste dunk. How did I handle it? Naturally nothing is better than passive aggression. So I go, "When we have our first real house, can we please try to have two sinks in our bathroom?" Danny: "Why?" Me: "Because then I wouldn't have to wait for my husband, the sink hog!" Andddd, that's where I abandoned the passive part of passive aggression.

A little tiff ensued because naturally Danny was taken aback by my sudden bitchiness and I completely irrationally defended my comment because I am incredibly stubborn. So Danny and I had a fight about 30 seconds at the bathroom sink. Ah, marital bliss.

Oh and P.S. I realized this morning that I do the very same thing at the sink at the end of brushing my teeth and I told Danny I was sorry and an idiot. Crow is my favorite meal now that I'm married.