Every relationship has its own moments, both good and bad. I married a sarcastic asshole who has no brain to mouth filter.
Most days these little hiccups are tolerable, I’ll smile and make a comment or two back – knock him off that high horse and reclaim my crown. Other days, it’s more intricate. A story can be told and I can be angry for days before I get over it.
I don’t rant about all the moments that immediately make me grit my teeth and think asshole. You know these moments that you gossip about with your girlfriends while they look appalled nodding their heads in agreement – well I imagine it that way, sitting on the porch with a nice glass of wine telling stories about the things your husband did or forgot to do. Everyone looking around and thinking, God if my husband did that..well he’d be sleeping on the couch.
The truth is with social media (and girl nights) is that you only have one half of the story. I have learned that all stories have three sides: hers, his and somewhere in the middle lies the truth.
Yes, my husband does quite frankly have many asshole moments, but there are sweet moments, funny moments and great moments too.
I don’t often post about these other moments. Therefore, the only thing you would know about our relationship is what I told you. My rants would have you believing that my husband is a no-good, video playing sarcastic asshole and that I never annoy or provoke him.
The asshole to good-guy ratio of postings would need to be reconsidered and consistent; otherwise your view of my husband would be significantly flawed.
So despite my husband having no filter while he tosses his sarcastic comments my way and I think asshole in that moment – I truly do love him and he is a pretty good guy.