The Hellhole

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

My post the other day about how couples handle finances has led to a very interesting (at least to us) e-mail exchange between Nancy and me about other aspects of couplehood. She wrote, "Here's a topic for a blog one of these days: how couples resolve conflicts. Let me tell you something I heard recently that struck me as absolutely crazy. This couple schedules a meeting every week to discuss their grievances with each other, and all during the week, whenever they get mad about something, they write it down to bring up at the meeting." I agree with Nancy: that sounds completely insane to me. It's like making an appointment to pick a fight! Or as Alan pointed out, if you disagree so often about so many things that it takes a meeting every single week to resolve them, maybe it's time to re-think that relationship.

Nancy writes, "I couldn't live with a person who yelled at me and insulted me or had a violent temper." I concur wholeheartedly. I know people who thrive on drama and conflict and like a good argument, see it as healthy even - and maybe it is, for them. But I have an extreme aversion to drama and I'd much rather suck it up than argue. It would have to be a pretty major issue for me to consider it worth arguing about.

I had to answer her question with a bit of a non-answer. Alan and I haven't had conflicts on any major issues thus far, so I can't say how we would have resolved them. We tend to have very similar ideas about the big things like finances, ethics, responsibility, careers - probably because we come from very similar backgrounds. In general, we mean about the same thing when we say, for example, 'a nice neighborhood', 'a decent hotel', 'a good job'; we have similar expectations about things like - oh, holding down a regular job, participating in pet care and household chores. We simply haven't had anything arise that would require major compromise on one of our parts.

As far as the smaller, minor things that come up in everyday life, well, those are minor things and in my mind not worth bickering over. I'm sure I get on his nerves sometimes and vice versa, but (for me at least) when I compare some momentary annoyance to what a considerate, wonderful, loving person he is, there is no contest between whether I'd rather bitch about it or STFU and deal. I guess I weigh it internally and decide 'this is not the hill I want to die on', to use a military cliche.

Alan walked through and asked what I was blogging about. He had a slightly different take on matters. Here is Alan on how we resolve conflicts: "I'm like, 'ye-AH bitch!' and you're like 'nuh-uh' and I'm like 'oh yeah you will!' and you're like, 'nuh-uh', and I'm like' uh-huh' and you're like 'uh-huh'!"

How do you, as a couple, resolve conflicts? Feel free to answer anonymously. Although if anyone responds that they resolve conflicts "by me coming upside his fool head with a ukulele" - Heather, we're going to know it was you.

4 Comments:

  • Damn it.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:06 PM  

  • Conflict resolution...via ukele? New one...I tend toward the weed whacker...

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:40 PM  

  • Ugh, a weekly meeting? How tedious. I mean, I suppose if it works for them, that's good, but I would spend the whole week dreading "meeting" day.

    Leigh-Ann and I will have been together ten years in November and we've never had a serious disagreement...and we spend pretty much 24/7 together and have for about eight years. I could never be with anyone who yelled or had a temper. I grew up in a very quiet household, even though I have three older brothers. Every single member of my family is calm and quiet. The only things I ever remember my parents arguing about were little things, like my dad having sawdust on his clothes (he worked in the garage a lot) or leaving the door open between the garage and the kitchen, making us listen to his saw.

    Oh, and we all complained about his stinky feet when he came home from work. Blech. He wore dark socks with his suits. They probably didn't make cotton socks in dark colors then. Fortunately, he retired 25 years ago and now wears white cotton socks, so his feet don't stink. Anyway, if my parents ever fought about anything for real, we never knew about it. They still don't seem to fight, even though they're getting more crotchety as they get older. :) So, I grew up with a good happy couple example.

    I never answered the money question, so I'll answer it up here. Because Leigh-Ann wasn't allowed to work legally until recently, all of the money was in my account. I pay all the bills because most of them are in my name. She now has her own bank account though, and she pays her own credit card bills. I've always carried the money because I have to carry around a purse or backpack because I have to have my keys & wallet. Since she doesn't drive and we're always together, if we buy something, I usually pay. Our money all goes into one account for right now, but eventually it'll be a little more separate, just so she has more financial freedom.

    We discuss any big purchases, not to ask permission, but just to be sure there's enough money and that we basically agree to spend it on whatever it is. Lots of times, she'll ask, "Can I buy...?" and I'll say yes before she finishes her sentence. We just want to make sure the money is there before it's spent. Things have been kind of tight in the past couple years. When we were making 15k/month for a little bit, we spent fairly freely. Heh, and that's why we are where we are today. ;) We wished we'd saved, but alas, we didn't. We put a lot of money into programming for our websites.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:27 PM  

  • I grew up with a father who would make Nancy look like a hot tempered barfly and a mother who could make a sailor blush.

    I'm bilingual.

    But I do like the idea of the weed whacker...

    :-)

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 9:13 PM  

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