I was cozy on my couch yesterday afternoon when, on a whim, I decided to take a peek in my planner. Cute, isn't it? I may have an itty bitty minor Vera Bradley obssession: (hint hint: Christmas is near!)
It was then I realized I had an appointment that afternoon which I had completely forgotten about. An appointment to plead my case and work my charm to get out of this lovely little piece of paper.
I really didn't want to go, really really didn't want to. I had my fleece on, cuddled up in my blankets, ready for a little post-finals nap..... and it was cold outside. Not just cold, but 20 below freezing! I pretty much try to not pass my threshold under 20 degrees
But I lugged my butt downtown, sat in a crowded waiting room with 30 other people contesting tickets, and waited for my name to be called. Not a fun place by the way. The judge, she was really really mean. She went along with half my story, but only decreased it, claiming that I had to have arrived earlier than 9:55 for a 10:00 class. Clearly she doesn't know me; I'm pretty much the queen of showing up to class with zero seconds to spare! Apparently I should have brought my friends as witnesses.
Even though I saved $19 by "fighting" the ticket, but I couldn't stop thinking about it the whole drive home. I'm really not a confrontational person. I'll stand up for myself and those I care about when it matters, but I'll avoid confrontation when I can. Like sitting in that court room. I could have continued to argue my case but instead I just said ok and walked out and paid my fee to the cashier.
The situation got me thinking. I've always considered myself "non-confrontational", and the hubs is just as much so. I've always considered this a positive trait to posses. Yesterday's experience had me considering otherwise though. Is it actually a downfall to avoid confrontation? Do you get more out of life if you're always willing to fight for it? Is it possible for it to be both?
Then I began to think about how confrontation affects us a little deeper. I like having an inner sense of calm. Do confrontational individuals ever have that calm or are they constantly hyped up in inside, ready to fight as soon as a reason strikes?
So maybe I don't get everything I want because I don't fight for it. Maybe someone else puts up a fight and takes what I wanted instead. Everything that truly matters to me though, I already have. I don't think any amount of debating or argument winning can ever beat that.
We're lovers, not fighters. How 'bout you?
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