The Tuesday Tantrum

There comes a time in every relationship, when all you want to do is scream.

And so, the Monday bliss gave way to the Tuesday tantrum.

Which by today will hopefully have given way to a case of the Wednesday "Wow I love my fiance THIS much."

Relationship frustrations drive me nuts. Not only because I prefer perfect harmony in life (henceforth why I never parallel park) but because they don't always get resolved on my timeline. Seth and I have a fight? Boom. I want it over now, forgiveness and everything, so I can check it off my list and get back to my regularly scheduled programming.

There is no time for stewing in my world. When a Guckeen starts something, we don't stop until we finish it. Unfortunately not all parties involved always feel that way about squabbles. Which leaves me in a huff in my cubicle, because the one thing I really want to get crossed off my to do list is just not cooperating.

And there's nothing I hate more than an uncooperative to do list. Cue the screams.

I'm aware that fighting is healthy. I'm aware that disagreements are good. I'm even more aware that discussing disagreements are really good. Nearly all my arguments with Seth have amounted to really good things, save one or two instances when I was, in typical Amy fashion, overreacting. And all have resulted in, for some crazy reason, me loving my fiance that much more.

That doesn't save those little in between moments however, when all I want to do, especially in this heat, is holler.