Venus and Mars
I love harmony. Without any hint of shame I will own up to possessing hippy qualities,
so peace is the way to go in my manual, especially within relationships. Yet friction,
disputes, petty annoyances, squabbles and tiffs between men and women are just as
sure a thing as death and taxes. I like being on the same page as my partner and
often we are, so when an unsuspecting squabble takes place because of a well-
Living apart together has its advantages but as my boyfriend tried to explain there are clear advantages to living together too. Whilst he did my dishes having vaccuumed and scoured the oven like a true new millenium man, I was hit with, “Another advantage of living together is that the house will be cleaner”. Well, that was it. The arrow struck me in the heart, “So you think my house is filthy and I’m a lazy cow?” Battle mode ensued once again. Clearly, the male brain thinks practically and communicates logical thought directly which he had done, but honestly, which female on this planet would not have reacted like that? My boyfriend in his emphatic defense explained that he was merely pointing out that many hands make light work. Of course he had a valid point but the problem was I had missed it on the way, blinded by irrational insecurity because of the ambiguity of that sentence. We can be the best communicators in the world but nothing is as fallible as the human psyche, male or female. As an American somewhere once said “embrace your differences” and laugh.