Skipping your partner's bad mood – that's the alternative

"I'm going to be in a bad mood in my own house!" I grumble and throw my husband again all the accusations that have pent up in the past few weeks. Various injustices included, because I'm in a bad mood. It will be allowed now and then. A little later I start to ponder. No, not a brilliant achievement of my self-reflection, but simply the result of the direct confrontation with a person who does not consider trumpeting a bad mood to be a fundamental right, but a bad character trait. Fortunately, it was not my own husband who impressed me with this wisdom. Wise words are incredibly difficult to bear by your own partner and are sometimes confused with insolence. Oh well.

No right to a bad mood in your own house

So I sat in a park with a good friend shortly after one of my many small moods. We talked about love, life, God and the world and he said it simply: "Nobody has the right to bother another person with his bad mood." hadn't meant. "But in a relationship …" I started to contradict him. "Please what? Certainly not in a relationship! ”, He interrupted me briskly and I preferred to remain silent while thinking about how often I had taken out this“ right ”and above all: why?

There's another way

In any case, this friend told me that his wife was quite moody and that she often came out of work annoyed. "And then I'm immediately in a bad mood because she's shagging me about some crap!" I had to swallow again. That seemed damn familiar to me. "Are you never in a bad mood?" I asked him carefully, thinking about whether I'd ever seen him miserable. I did not have. "Sure I'm in a bad mood," he said. "But then I take a deep breath, take two minutes of effort and declare myself to be a danger zone so that she knows directly that my mood has nothing to do with her." That sounded kind of fair. "Why shouldn't you especially have the right to a healthy atmosphere in your own house?", He asked me and I decided to introduce this right in our house. It would not be easy. Especially furie for me.

A flight with turbulence

The time had come just a few days later. I had had a hard day, came home and had an urgent need to point out my husband to the existence of our shoe closet. With a snort, I kicked his shoes out of the way and took a breath when I remembered. Since I already had a lot of air in my lungs, I just made an announcement. I mumbled in my rolled hand in the stewardess slang: “Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to point out that your wife may experience unexpected turbulence on your flight due to the extremely bad mood. Please stow your hand luggage and footwear safely in the compartments provided and provide your relatives with a tight hug because these measures could reduce the current risk of injury. ”My husband came out of the living room laughing and put his shoes in the closet and pulled me into his arm. "Would the deluxe on-board menu help you?" He asked. I nodded and he made me noodles. And already everything was not so bad anymore.

Humor always helps

The turbulent airplane now flies regularly through our living room. Everything is not always stowed away immediately and the on-board menu is not always available. But what has always been there is understanding. Sometimes, however, I don't even notice that I'm stressed and bitchy. Recently, for example, the captain had to make a small announcement: “Please note that there is an acute drop in mood in the cabin. Please pull the oxygen masks towards you and continue breathing. Quiet in the sense of silence, that would be healthier for everyone involved, especially for you, beautiful woman at seat 7A. Because if you keep messing around here, you'll fly off board and need the damn life jacket. And that doesn't help, because there are sharks down there! Lots of sharks. ”I jerked on for fun and he tried to throw me out the front door. We laughed and fought and ended up in the best mood of our lives.

Always peace, joy, pancakes?

Anyone who thinks I am promoting the Peace, Joy and Pancake family has cut it. I still mob around. And my husband can also be a real monster. If we have a reason for it, we are still doing well and I would not want to do without that either. But it is not wise if someone simply transfers his bad mood to the other for no reason. Shoes lying around are really not worth freaking out. In any case, I have learned that if you are in a bad mood it is better to keep a little distance or ask his humor for support. Because there is no right to unfounded mobbing. Sometimes it's a shame, but actually very good!