This post is inspired by:
“Nothing is as frustrating as arguing with someone who knows what he’s talking about”.
Well it’s Sunday night — hoping everyone’s weekend was everything they wanted and more. My weekend was simple, and complex at the same time, to say the least. I’m a busy girl these days, which is strange to say considering there was a point in time where I couldn’t get out of bed to save my life, but times are changing. I spent my weekend working, and getting ready for my new apartment — what a lucky gal I am.
Last night (Saturday) I met a friend for a drink, and spent the day with him today painting my apartment, playing monopoly, and lounging around. Spending time with him made me realize what a good friend he is, and how they are hard to come by. The reason I bring this up is simply because of something that had happened just hours before. A huge fight. Fights are an interesting concept — the dictionary describes a fight as to argue in an angry manner. Well, that’s exactly what happened. We argued. We argued about things that happened years ago, things that we’ve needed to say but didn’t, things that the other person desperately needed to hear, but couldn’t.
This quote is one of the more relevant quotes I’ve found, and also the most truthful. There is nothing worse than arguing with someone who is right. For example, when one is arguing, as a line of defense it is easy to attack the other with a comment, but the attack is only successful if the comment is true. That’s what makes arguing great and awful at the same time. You have the opportunity to speak the truth, but you also must listen to the words that are being said to you — no matter what the tone.
So, we argued. “You did this when you should’ve done that” was said quite a bit. Was the argument worth the time? Well, today we painted, played board games, and lounged around..
How many people can you do that with after a big argument?