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That’s fine

Is it really? I was having a discussion with my wife the other day and was trying to explain my confusion about the wedding guest list she had to prepare for my son’s upcoming wedding. I knew that she wasn’t very happy with my explanation when she replied with a “that’s fine.”

I took it as sarcasm. You can compare it to what’s often said down south when someone says “bless his/her heart” when the person it’s directed at has made an attempt at doing or saying something that doesn’t meet your standards. Or that you think is below your standards.

It’s a low-level insult, but an insult nonetheless. The one saying it might not realize he or she has uttered something offensive if he or she doesn’t pick up on certain signs from the other person. I’m not sure the signs I gave were the right ones.

The guest list my son wanted from her were the names of my wife’s close friends who were planning on attending, not the entire guest list of everyone. When my wife told me she had to get the guest list ready I thought she meant names of everyone, not just the names of her friends. When I tried explaining why I was confused she said: “that’s fine.” I don’t think my explanation lived up to her standards, bless my heart.

I should learn how to have discussions without explaining myself.

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Working musician

I am the lead/rhythm guitarist in two popular local bands. I enjoy playing in both very much, and as we move into the summer months both bands are playing quite often, one of the bands will sometimes have two gigs every weekend. Up until recently, I was quite satisfied with how everything was going. But then something happened that changed the dynamics.

I can’t go into very much detail yet as I am still waiting for the change to present itself (I can’t be certain that it will until it actually happens). And because I’m not the harbinger of that change I can’t do anything but wait.

If this transformation should take place there is very little I can do to alter its course and even if I could steer it in another direction I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t. But I will certainly continue doing what I love no matter what the outcome.

It’s said that change is the only thing that stays the same, I find that to be quite accurate and have never really wanted to see it any other way.

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