unattended, can turn into raging bonfires. Generally the points of friction involve small details of everyday life - who has to do the dishes, how one asks for help, or even perhaps what kind of furniture one spouse prefers and the other spouse doesn't. I remember one discussion in my early marriage about how Brandon washed silverware (we've come a long way).
Recently, we got to do a different level of wrangling. A few days ago, Brandon came home from work with a list. The list contained 92 items and various dates, ranging from now to a year from now. Also included were languages. Oh, and places. Have you ever wondered where in the world you would live if given the chance? Just join the Foreign Service and you can entertain that daydream.
So over the last while, our discussions have sounded like this:
B: 'How about Colombo?'
A: 'Now where's Colombo again? Do we get a house? How is the weather? Do they have mangoes?'
A: 'How about Chisinau? We'd get a house!'
B: 'But there's nothing to do in Molodova! All of Eastern Europe makes fun of Moldova!'
And so on. However, as our list is due soon with all 92 places given their due High, Medium+, Medium, and Low, the wrangling will stop soon. Then we just get to see where the Bid List deities will send us and we can start discussing furniture again.