Tuesday, October 23, 2007

No Fight Tuesdays.

I like this painting from Gary Wick. It's called Choppy Waters. The sea is all messy and choppy and beautiful and colorful, like marriage and life and love and truth.

We agreed today that no matter what happens, we're not fighting. If I come home and there are five heroin needles sticking out of his eyeball, we're not fighting. If I ask him about the five heroin needles and he lies and lies and insists that they are not heroin needles, that he's just today been diagnosed with a special kind of eyeball diabetes, that ninjas sprang forth from the walls and attacked him with eyeball needles, we're still not fighting. And he promised that even if I come home and scream at him that I know there are heroin needles somewhere in the house and demand for him to show them to me in a complete fit of absolute insane hysteria, we're not fighting.

It's been a frustrating couple of days. We've had all this affection and fun and happiness and clarity between us, but it keeps getting kind of chopped up. We'll fight, acknowledge our urge not to fight, and then fight some more, and then apologize and make up, and then fight again. It's getting pretty exhausting, and so we declared No Fight Tuesday No Matter What. We can always fight tomorrow.

It's meeting night tonight, for fuck's sake. I'm ready for one. I miss my BFF, and I'm tired from a busy weekend. I'm behind at work, so I'm spending too much time in the office, which diminishes my time to take care of myself. I need to go on a long walk, but it probably won't be tonight. A meeting will do me good, though.


Stagnant Artist said...

good idea. you need peace everyone once in a while. Glad to hear you both agree upon it. especially after the other two days of being crazy hiding boy.

Anonymous said...

Dont forget the yoga!

Mantramine said...

Awe... that was nice. it made me feel warm and fuzzy.

It will be hard to not stare at the needles in his eye- like that wandering eye thing, which one do you look at? But you can do it- real talk.

msb said...

Beautiful picture. My little book says, "the Serenity Prayer is excellent medicine for discontentment." For what ever thats worth when there are needles protruding. I wonder if serenity has any effect on ninjas?

bella said...

I hear you. Sometimes, even if you are angry or hurt, you have to call a truce long enough to just rest together. Especially when things are hard. I hope your no fighting zone offered some much deserved quiet and calm and space.

I love your blog by the way and your perspective on things truly wakes me up and offers new ways of seeing things and though our lives and situations are different, I feel like I understand so much of what you share, like its what I knew but didn't know I knew.

Mary P Jones (MPJ) said...

Love the picture and its meaning to you. And damn those eyeball diabetes -- I bet he is genetically prone to disease like that, the same way mine is prone to life and death aches that require instant massage.