Meh
Despite a good night's sleep, two and a half hours in my Film class completely drained me. As the critic used to say, "It stinks!" And indeed, it does. I'm muy tired now. A little under an hour left at work.
 
Post-Movie Tiff
Mari and I had a little bit of a tiff yesterday when I got home from I, Robot. I walked in, she asked how the movie was, I said it was good, I liked it. Washed my hands so I could make myself dinner. Walked back to the kitchen, and saw she had cleaned and used a pan I had left from an omelette I ate before I went to see the movie. I shrugged, and went to grab a clean pan. While she cleaned the pan I had dirtied, she had dirtied it herself. One logical approach would be to clean the mess as if it had been my own. But that wasn't my thinking at the time, when I know there is a perfectly good, clean pan in the cupboard that doesn't get much use, and impart the delaying of one's mess onto another. This, in retrospect, was a bad idea.
 
She said something to the effect of, "Ya know, you could clean this one and use it, like I did earlier." And I was taken aback. I didn't ask her to clean the pan. I didn't leave it in the kitchen for her to clean, I had every intention of cleaning it to re-use for dinner. And if I had been in her position I would've used the clean pan and left the dirty one for me to clean - like she does with the dishes I dirty. No big deal. I said, "Nah, I don't think so, maybe I'll clean both later. Though, I can't really commit to that." Which is a phrase she doesn't like, I had added it as somewhat of a joke at the end, because I realized, I didn't want to clean a Mari-dirtied pan when she shouldn't have cleaned it in the first place. Immediately I realized it was the wrong thing to have said. I shouldn't have said anything beyond, "Nah." which was still probably not the right answer. I don't know.
 
She responded with, "I'm going to keep my mouth shut before I get myself into more trouble." - something along those lines. And I said, "Me too."
 
Now let me say, I don't like doing the dishes but once a day. Usually, at the end of the day, shortly before I go to bed. Thus, everything is clean in the morning, and as I go through the day, I add dishes, utensils and mugs to be cleaned. I don't feel like doing dishes three times a day. And I don't mind having them pile up in the sink over the course of a day. Generally, it gets cleaned up before it gets anywhere near out of hand. - This past week, I'd been too tired at night to do them, so when I was waking up early, I would wash them before I dirtied any new ones - same effect as doing them before bed, just in the morning.
 
Unfortunately, Mari doesn't approach dirty dishes in quite the same way. She will clean them after every meal - unless time does not permit it. And so, usually, any dirty anything in the kitchen is my responsibility (as it was dirtied by me). She takes out the trash before it breaks my threshold to even be aware that it needs to go out. I think I've done it once or twice without her asking, and I think both of those times she wasn't even in Colorado. Recycling, same deal. I don't let it pile up, but I feel if I'm going to take it out, it should be worth the trip - again, not the way Mari thinks. She usually ends up taking things out alone, unless I'm around to assist, but I won't by any means initiate said procedure. Of course, this leads to what's taking place. She's tired of it.
 
And being the wonderful Taurus I am. I'm going to continue chugging along the way I have been doing things, consequences be damned. I will continue cleaning my dishes all at once, one time a day - and if hers are there, I may clean them as well - if so inclined. I will take out the trash and/or recycling when I notice that it's time, and not before, unless otherwise requested of me.
 
But, I could be misreading all of this, and something else is at work. *shrugs* She's going home for the weekend on Thursday, and I'll be left to fend for myself. Hopefully, the time apart will do us some good. And now I wonder, what problem will Matt and I come into during our time together this Fall/Spring. Over the past year, Matt and I never ended up fighting over anything, at all, ever. I wonder what we can attribute that to. We shall see, or hell, maybe we won't. Wouldn't that be something?
 
Oh. Mari and I haven't said anything to one another since I said "Me too." Which was at about 7pm last night. Mostly because she went into her room afterward, and I didn't have anything to say. And then I was in the shower when she left this morning for campus. We'll see how our dynamic is this evening when I get in. Generally, I hold grudges worse and longer than any of my friends. I think that's "a Taurus thing" too. Or being too stubborn to let go. Something along those lines. But, I will likely just mimic her behavior toward me until I've come to terms with it (which will probably be while she's gone).