The boxes have started heading into the house. H is being testy, bossy, pushy, accusatory. I'm guessing he's feeling a little out of sorts about all of this. He and I don't agree on politics, religion or just about anything else... but when such a conversation comes up he gets all down in the mouth about. He also digs in his heals and gets stubborn.
I'm being pretty nice about it all so far, except for the other day when I produced a scientific study from my files that supported my argument. He kept challenging me on specific things I'd read in a cultural study ten years ago... what was I supposed to do? Guess? Needless to say, he did not read the essay and decided that we "just don't get along." I wasn't nasty about presenting it to him, in fact I very rationally and calmly said that we should check the article if he had so many questions, but his attitude was very defensive. He was simply bent on disagreeing with me and I think took this as a challenge from me.
I have found that jumping on top of his shoulders and wrestling upside down with him makes him laugh when he gets on edge like that. I don't recommend this for everyone. He is much bigger than me, but I'll probably end up injuring him someday. (Guess that would teach him. ) Ciao!
) Ciao! 
