(Our hike on Saturday . . . and how we ended up after arriving back home--we hiked like crazy people up and ran our little fanny's off down . . . and that is why I am so sore and happy and sleepy)
When asked to give Newlyweds advice, mine is always this: If you find yourself in a bit of a disagreement late into the night, JUST GO TO BED. It will, I promise, be better in the morning.
I got lots of the exact opposite advice when we first got married: Never, ever go to be angry.
It turns out, at least for us, 99.99999% of the reason we are angry/frustrated/hurt at each other is because we are bone weary. We can't see straight. So if it's past 10pm when we start into a "discussion" as we like to call it in our house (which have been known to rattle the window pains), we just say, We will finish this in the morning. John goes to bed and I go into the study and cry for about ten minutes until he comes and finds me and pulls me off the couch and into his arms and tucks me into my side of the bed. He won't say anything. He just hugs me and we both go to sleep.
And 100% the time, we never continue our "discussion" in the morning. We wake up and apologize to each other and talk about how silly it was that we even had our disagreement.
I'm not saying we have smooth sailing all the time (there are plenty of "discussions" that go on in the middle of the day), but I'm saying that you should always rule in the fact that tired/stressed/worried is making a literal mountain out of a tiny mole hill.
This goes for pretty much everything in your life. If you think everything looks bad at night. It does, but the adage that everything looks better in the morning . . . it's 100% true.
After a week of too little sleep, I am telling myself right now, Just Go to Bed.
And so I am.
Goodnight, Fair Friends. Sleep tight.
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