For the most part, I’m a non-confrontational person. Not because I’m a pushover — if someone is seriously in the wrong, I will call them on it — but because for most things in life, the argument isn’t worth the energy spent fighting it.
It’s a form of self-care almost. If someone is insisting on being right about something that really does not matter in the grand scheme of things, I’d rather just save my energy.
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And then get revenge later, of course.
Sometimes, that revenge is small. It could just be a smirk down the line that says “I told you so” more loudly than words ever could.
For some other things, there isn’t really a winner because no one is in the wrong, but you’re just annoyed.
I have a neighbor who builds motorbikes in his backyard. This is a perfectly fine hobby, but that doesn’t mean I’m thrilled that he’ll spend whole Saturday’s revving engines within 20 feet of my living room window.
He’s not doing anything wrong, but I’ve also decided that my dog’s apparent distaste for him is warranted.
Is is probably annoying for him to have a fluffy shih tzu yapping at him through the fence whenever I let the dogs out for a potty break? Definitely.
But that’s the sort of chaos I’m perfectly okay with sewing.
