A Sweet Dispute!

13.2.15 - today TH and I had an awful moment that turned out to be amusing. As I went upstairs to take my bath, he asked me to do him a favour. He asked to  throw down the toothpaste for him. As he walked away, I threw it down but it landed on the pile of boxes down below. Actually I wanted to throw it into one of the boxes but I missed and it landed somewhere in between the piles. So I told him so but he couldn't seem to find it. He started to complain what a lousy throw I made. So I got down and helped him to find. He was grumpy and kept complaining. It got into my nerves and I argued with him. Told him it was just finding a toothpaste among the pile of boxes, not needle in the sea, what was so difficult about it. He said I could have threw it anywhere on the floor, not among the piles. Told him I was not a good thrower, I just missed! Then, we tensed up and no more words spoken the whole morning.

Later, while I was bathing, I actually burst in laughter recalling it. True, I could have throw onto the floor and easy for him. Why was I so dumb. But I couldn't tolerate him making a fuss out of it as if it was so difficult to find. Anyhow I am thankful I can grow old with this man.