Me man. Me smash.

In my life, I've loved few things. My family. My kids. And the chick that lives with me..what was her name again? You know...the one with the boobs?

Anyway yesterday I got pretty angry and blew up at the one with the boobs. Granted, I think I was justified in being a little angry, but I don't get a 'little' angry. Go big or stay home, that is my motto. I feel like I really have an on/off switch with anger. I'm either really, really, really not angry, or I explode like Hiroshima. Very binary.

Generally speaking, I think it is very hard to push my buttons. I'm pretty damn mellow. Very few people can even find the buttons, much less push them enough to actually make me angry. Isn't it funny how the people you love can have a gift for it though?

Anyway, yesterday I exploded. And I put a hole in my bedroom door with my fist. And now my fist hurts. It has been a while since I actually had occasion to punch anything, and apparently I'm not very good at it.

On one hand, it kinda felt good and made me feel better at the time, but a day later, I realize that I really just created work for myself (probably going to have to fix the door) and I hurt myself, accomplishing nothing. Anger makes people stupid.

On the other hand, it did feel pretty satisfying to smash something at the time.

For those that are wondering, everything is fine with me and Shana. It was just an argument. Arguments happen when you are married. Two people, especially those with strong personalities (like ours), cannot live in the same house, share the same bed, and spend crazy amounts of time together without coming to a disagreement occasionally.

Love doesn't mean a life without arguments. It just means that you make a commitment to work through the problems that arise.

If you don't have arguments, it means somebody is just acquiescing constantly to avoid conflict, which isn't healthy. Besides, without arguments, you'd never get makeup sex, which is one of the bestest things in life.

Next time though, I need to smash something that nets me less work than replacing a door. :(