My man and I had our weekly conflict date.
Tuesday after work
until we work it out
or until one of us is dead.
We keep to the rules of fair engagement
as per Les and Leslie Parrot’s book The Good Fight.
We walked to the gas station and got an unsweetened ice tea. I drove my scooter. Our little chihuahua mix sat in the basket in front. Hubby walked along.
Fun day! 👒🌻👒🌾🌈😊😊💏💞
We’d kind of spread our conflict all out over today and done a lot of it on Facebook Messenger. (Text fights are rad because of the emojis and gifs.)
We had such a good time you guys!
I told him I’m like 2% not okay with being sick 98% okay nowadays.