Jamilyn and I have been together for a little while now, because of the nature of our relationship (LDR) we will spend 3 weeks apart and then up to 3 weeks together.
This creates a bit of a strange dynamic.
We’ve fantasized about what it would be like to live in the same city. I told her I’d come to her house and throw rocks at her window.
We could hang out whenever we wanted to but still have our space when we needed it.
However, that isn’t the case and probably never will be. When I visit or when she visits me we spend all of our time together, for better or worse tensions can rise.
Like every other couple, we have had some pretty ridiculous fights.
Jamilyn is an only child and I’m the oldest of 4 kids, so our ideas of “sharing” vary greatly.
Here are some of the ridiculous things we’ve fought about.
K, so my girlfriend and I love snacking. It’s not exactly a healthy habit, but its one that we both share.
The chips fight first began when she accused me of eating “too many” (she says “NO, ALL”) chips from the bag.
She accused me of this a few times before she decided that we would get separate chips. She would get a bag and I would get a bag. She refuses to share these chips.
She literally won’t even share one chip with me OR when she does she literally finds the smallest chip in the bag.
It still drives me nuts – THEY’RE JUST CHIPS FFS! But, I can respect that she hates sharing so now I just quietly steal a few chips while she’s at work just to be spiteful.
2. Her laptop
“You know those people that walk into a room and immediately act way too comfortable – that’s the way you treat my laptop.” – Jamilyn
Jamilyn has a job (unlike her unemployed loser girlfriend who steals her chips) so when she’s gone to work and I’m visiting, I use her laptop.
(I mean, we do use *my* Netflix.)
Edit: No we effing don’t. We use MY Netflix most of the time until it starts to mess up. Also, I had Netflix first. She used MINE first. – Jamilyn
One time I downloaded Hola Unblocker (to watch Murrican netflix) while she was at work and she was miffed.
She said that she knew it came from a place of love, but to never ever download anything onto her laptop without her around again.
I do understand where she’s coming from, so I haven’t downloaded anything onto her laptop since then (I get her back with the chips).
Dating Jamilyn is sort of like dating a cat, and I mean that in both the sweetest and non-furry way possible.
If I’m on my phone, she starts cuddling me and begging for my attention.
If I want to kiss her and she’s not in the mood, she will go sit on the end of the bed and tell me to stop.
I’m a very affectionate person and Jamilyn is sometimes affectionate and other times she wants me to leave her completely alone.
It’s not even like she’s mad at me or annoyed (or so she says) but she just doesn’t feel affectionate on that particular day.
After crying a few times and questioning whether or not she really loved me (I’m a little dramatic) I’m trying to adjust and not take it personally because she is absolutely entitled to do whatever she wants with herself and her body.
I have nothing but respect and love for her, so I have to shift my attitude.
4. Helping out with chores
This one is ridiculous only because of how the fight plays out between us.
Jamilyn absolutely hates when I help with cooking and cleaning, she wants to do it by herself.
I feel incredibly guilty and weirdly oppressive if I do not help her with the cooking/cleaning.
It took me weeks to convince her to let me do at least the dishes (because she’s really slow at doing them).
She likes doing things in a particular way and I only get in the way when I try to help.
I’m trying to just sit quietly and let her take care of me, because I know its important for her to do things in her way.
It just kills me.
5. Who gets to wear the plaid
I love plaid.
The first time I met Jamilyn, I’m pretty sure I was rocking a plaid shirt.
When the City & Colour concert I had bought tickets for way back in December (I was hopeful and it paid off) came around, Jamilyn messaged me:
And so began the plaid debate, I tried to wear mine on the trip down to Toronto and she said to me “If you put that on I swear to god I am not sitting with you” with mock rage. I decided against wearing the plaid.
It seems that the concert has awoken in her a sense of hipsterdom that had lain dormant and now her plaid shirt seems to be her favourite, much to my rustic Canadiana style’s dismay.
I personally think plaid is my thing, but if she wants to wear it occasionally I guess that’s okay.
All joking aside, we’ve disagreed over many many things and I’m sure we will disagree about many more.
We’ve argued about more serious things as well, like jealousy and trust issues.
Fighting is awkward and painful, but its an inevitable part of welcoming another person into your life.
Jamilyn and I had a lengthy discussion about arguing the other night. She told me that it was okay, as long as our fighting did not turn toxic and malicious.
It may piss me off that she’s anti-sharing and pro-hogging the plaid, but I love her more than I’ve ever loved anyone and she keeps me honest.
Even when we fight, there is still nowhere else in the world I’d rather be.
Do you have any ridiculous fighting stories? Share them in the comments 🙂