Let's All Agree to Disagree....
When my now husband and I first moved in together, we were the same as any new couple. You know that first stage, (when the guy hasn't even started farting in front of you) and your sweet and perfect significant other can do NO WRONG! Everything that they are is wonderful and amazing and you could just sit with them for hours and stare into their eyes and breathe in their musk... and it would never be enough.
Then it started happening. Just little things, like the toilet seat being left up, dishes being left in the sink without being rinsed, (insert exasperated GASP! here) and slowly but surely our silver lining was becoming tarnished. It would start with an incident, somewhere along the lines of me walking up to the kitchen sink to find a wet, soppy cloth laying in the bottom of the basin, little bits of food stuck to it; and even though I would have preferred to use the force to levitate that revolting square foot piece of mildewy fabric into the garbage where it belonged!!!!!.... I would perform a dramatic two finger pick up to smell it, gag at the stench and throw it in the laundry. The whole time with an evident look of disgust across my face. And almost always, after all of these discoveries, I would look at my then boyfriend and say, "Let's make a rule."
"Let's make a rule." It quickly became one of his least favorite phrases of mine. If "Let's Make a Rule" was a game, it's game instructions would go something like this:
Step 1: Player 1 tells player 2 what they HATE about how they live their life.
Step 2: Player 1 will then "Make 1 New Rule" as to how Player 2 will live their life from that moment on.
Step 3: Player 2 agrees to live by the new rule for no other reason than because Player 1 just made it.
(Doesn't that sound like a fun game!!! I'm working on getting it on Dragon's Den!)
Either way, the game didn't last long, mostly because he quickly made his own rule which consisted of me no longer being able to start sentences with "Let's Make a Rule."
Looking back, it's obvious why this system didn't work. I was basically saying 'Let's all agree to think like I think, and do like I do and then everything will be good. Cool?'
And the truth is, this less than awesome 'think like I think' ideology is nothing new with me. Since forever and then some, I have been an opinionated (though a thesaurus and my mom would say a passionate) individual, always ready to tell the world what was right, what was wrong, how they should and how they shouldn't.
Don't bother saying it... It's a crappy way to be. I know! And I know this because of the multiple occasions when I've attempted to tell someone how to live their life and then they either give me the "I'd rather eat an ant hill than be friends with you" look, or they just come right out and say, in some way or another, that I'm shitty on the inside.
After 27 years of doing this over and over again, you realize that you should always be yourself... Unless of course, you suck. And then maybe you should consider changing it up a bit.
So I've eased up, (at least a little) and tried to be less opinionated when it comes to the lives of others. My hope is that in doing this, I will become a better wife, better friend, better sibling, daughter, etc. And of course I've stopped playing the 'Let's Make a Rule' game, but I've replaced it with my own personal secret version, that I haven't shared with others until now.
Note: The irony of the previous paragraph paired with the fact that it is written in a public blog, posted on the world wide web for everyone to see, is not lost on me.
'Let's All Agree' is a concept that everyone can relate to. It's those moments when you're wandering through life and you happen upon something you believe to be a truth, an idea or maybe just something you feel strongly about. And in that moment, a loud, clear statement starting with 'Let's All Agree...' will boom silently in your mind.
"Let's All Agree... that we're going to stop trashing strangers on social media."
"Let's All Agree... that we are going to start spaying or neutering our pets."
"Let's All Agree... that the idea of having a baby is absolutely and unequivocally terrifying."
The fact is, it's not about whatever follows the mandatory prefix of 'Let's All Agree.'
The point is, is that it's JUST an opinion.
And WE. DON'T. ALL. AGREE.
...And that's okay.
So there you have it. This blog will be my platform for doing something has come naturally to me for many years... Running my mouth and sharing unsolicited advice. And I'm really quite good at it... so stick around.
You're gonna love it!!!!!!!
Or you're gonna hate it. But if you do...
Let's All Agree.. to Disagree
I made mention earlier of my hubby and I and our 'silver lining becoming tarnished.' I just want to clarify, that to this day, our silver lining is still as bright and shiny as ever. There are days, of course, where I want to shoot him in the face and throw his body in the river... but the undeniable truth is that Ry is the best thing that has ever happened to me. If it weren't for him, I would still be a lost soul wandering this world aimlessly. I still get excited every time he comes home from work and after almost 4 years, I love him more now, than I ever have before.
Hi, I'm Lindsay! I am the self proclaimed soul-mate to my hubby Ryan and wannabe philanthropist. I have a passion for writing, street bikes, & rescue dogs. This blog is a random compilation of my daily (formally diagnosed) ADHD thoughts and activities as I try to make the world a better place.