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Which is why, when compromise is imminent, I occasionally find myself dripping wet.
Water never hurt anyone, I tell myself. Then I remember Noah. And Jack. And Jill. But so far, I have avoided drowning in my own sorrow, which probably means I am losing fewer compromises than my brother.
Our house lives in an era of an uneasy truce. Fortunately, nobody is bent on world domination.
If I would just learn to put toilet seat down or wipe counter after myself, I could strike a diplomatic coup. However, if I did, I would have to fork out for an embassy reception, and my wife is only caterer in house. Plus it would force her into a most uncomfortable corner of having to put other toilet seat down and close lights when she leaves room to avoid a diplomatic faux pas.
Being a loving husband, I am determined to protect my wife from any discomfort in her own house (or having to cater a diplomatic reception), so I resist temptation to score such a diplomatic coup and I continue to leave counter tops wet.
It is sometimes for greater good to allow a friendly exchange of sniper fire, taking cover if it looks like it might get out of hand. The world is a much more peaceful place when we just accept that we can all happily get along, and that we are in no real danger living perpetually on brink of compromise.
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