First world problem. Mrs. Wikky and I are having a little bit of a conflict over which vehicle to drive later this week. We're going on another little camping trip but before we can go I've got to attend a few meetings and she's got to finish her work day.
I'm done first but I've got to drive about an hour to get to the meetings and then I'm going to go on to the campsite and set up. She's going to come later.
Here's where the conflict comes: we have two vehicles. Mrs. Wikky likes to drive one of them. Generally I don't care which vehicle I drive but in order to bring everything that we're going to need for camping I'm going to need the one she likes. Not only that: if I take the other vehicle there won't be enough space for the Wiklets.
The obvious decision is to let me drive the comfortable vehicle and for Mrs. Wikky to drive the car she doesn't like. RIGHT?!?
Here's the proposal that Mrs. Wikky comes up with today:
I drive an hour to my meetings. Then I drive an hour back and pick up 1 Wiklet and fill the car with as much camping gear as will fit. Then I can go to the campsite (which is 2 hours away in the same direction as my meetings) and set everything that I have up. Then Mrs. Wikky will drive her favorite vehicle bringing the rest with her a number of hours later and I can finish setting up when she gets there.
#areyoufreakingkiddingme
When you read something like this you think to yourself: "I'd never..." and before you finish that sentence in your mind I just want to say:
Yes, you damn well would.
You would make unreasonable demands on your spouse or you would let them get away with it. That's just the way marriage works. Give and take. Altruism and selfishness.
Ain't love grand?
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