There’s always something that is going to upset you in a relationship. Whether it’s the first fight or one of many, it’s not the end of the world.
The little things that get under my skin such as making my plate and putting it in the microwave for me to eat makes me want to blow up.
I love the general idea – he loves me. I got that. What I don’t get is how many times I have to repeat myself about putting the plate in the microwave. Help?
I know. It’s just a plate. Of food. That will upset my stomach for some reason. Most would say that it’s not really a big deal. But it is.
Plates. Our first fight. About stupid plates.
It got me thinking – how many little things are going to upset me? A plate? Someone talking to me?
I’ve learned the hard way not to pray for patience, but apparently I need some!!!
