Good Point, But Go Suck It: The Jet Lag Edition

I was so scarred from my first edition of I’m Right, You’re Wrong that it instantly became my last edition.  But what’s a girl to do when she has a disagreement on her hands and no where to vet the validity of each side in an argument?

Answer: rename the game and cue the first edition of “good point, but go suck it.”  In an effort to be nice I’m going to say that each side has a good point.  However, one perspective is clearly better and thus the other side gets the *wanh-wah* parting prize chant: “good point, but go suck it!”

Without further ado, let me set the scene.  Two days after we arrive home from a week in California, little Chloe has her 21-month check-up at 9am.  Since I love my doctor and fear the Upper East Side medical establishment (that’s another story), we never changed pediatricians after moving.  This means we will have to leave the house no later than 8:10 to get to the appointment on time.  Given that both my kids have slept until 10am (7am PT) each day since we have been back, this causes me great anxiety.  I need to pack breakfast, snacks, milk and juice.  Outfits are picked out the night before, but the kids still need to go to the bathroom/diaper change and get dressed.  And for the love of all things holy, I will NOT forget that stinking yellow medical card…again.

Ian, my wonderfully supportive husband, senses my anxiety and offers to help get us out the door early.  The next morning, true to his word, he gets out of bed first and tends to the kids, getting to work in the kitchen while I get ready.  As I wipe my mouth of freshly brushed teeth I think how lucky I am that I will walk out of the bathroom and everything will be ready to walk out the door (or close to it).

When I come out, however, the kids are in pajamas watching TV while Ian unloads the dishwasher.  The clock reads 8:03am.

Side 1: “I changed Chloe’s diaper and offered them milk, which they rejected and thus means they don’t want it.   It didn’t occur to me to put together the food because you usually do that.  Finding other ways to be useful, I unloaded the dishwasher.”

Side 2: “The dishes?  ARE YOU F@^&%KING KIDDING ME?!?!?!?!”

So you decide:  who has a tiny, trivial, theoretically good point but should really go suck it and who is the person entitled to be yelling like a raging lunatic?

11 thoughts on “Good Point, But Go Suck It: The Jet Lag Edition

  1. You are preaching to the choir here. I have this with my hubs, but more often with our babysitters. HE IS WRONG. WRONG WRONG WRONG. Why don’t they ever understand that the children must be both dressed and fed to actually be ready? Why is this so hard. Girl, I feel you.

    • Stacie – you truly give me hope that my life as a mother will get easier (at least logistically!) soon. Then it’s on to the heavy stuff like puberty and permits! How many years until I just forget about these silly days?

  2. Good lord, were you at my apartment yesterday and transcribed what happened? I usually yell, “HOW ARE YOU HELPING ME BY [insert whatever inane activity is going on like sorting the mail]?” and follow it by, “You make it worse when you make me rely on your promise to help me…just be honest and tell me to go f**k myself when I ask for help…at least then I know I’m on my own and can plan accordingly.”

  3. I was so helpful when he was the first one up. Sigh. You get points for not saying, ‘Do the dishes need to be at the dr. by 9?’ PS- I recently chopped my hair. Late response to your last post. Maybe you want to join me? :)

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