Social butterflies, we are not.

Chief and I don’t argue, well not of the yelling and slamming doors variety. Truthfully we don’t argue often but when we do it is more of the get silent and pout for a day then decide to actually tell each other why we are upset. And usually by then much of the passion behind the argument is dissipated. Pretty effective, if you ask me.

We had one such argument yesterday (which had actually started Monday night). We were talking about the National Night Out event happening in our neighborhood. He didn’t want to go, but he actually said something like “I wouldn’t be caught dead there”. This upset me, because I wanted to go. I thought it would be a good first step in finding a community.

Anyway, I could tell he was grumpy. So I stayed silent and responded “I’m fine” when he asked me what was wrong. All men know that this is crazy woman-talk for “I’m not fine and you should know why…read my mind, idiot!” Oh? You didn’t know that we add the word "idiot" to our thoughts? We do.

Finally last evening we apologized; I for speaking in crazy woman-talk and he for being grumpy. As it turns out, he had a pretty good reason for not wanted to go to the event. He is always meeting new people, and forming relationships in his job. This is, in a way, part of his job. It makes getting things done smoother and easier. So sometimes the last thing he want to do is come home and meet more new people. I get that.

I don’t meet new people often. Not for lack of trying though, see I take after my dad to a degree. My dad will talk to anyone and everyone. Language barriers don’t bother him. Once when visiting us in Germany, he walked over to some laborers who were working on post and though he doesn’t speak German and they spoke little English he stayed there for over an hour “talking” with them. They even gave him a metric measuring stick. My siblings and I have a lot of these stories. Anyway, I am that annoying person who tries to strike up conversations everywhere. However, as I don’t get out much….you get the idea.

But because my husband is a great guy, we did go to the event last night. And as it turns out, he did socialize, and it didn’t kill him.