Fighting With My Wife Over Half a Banana

Fighting With My Wife Over Half a Banana

This morning at 4:32am I woke up feeling super hungry. So I stumbled into the kitchen and walked over to the fruit basket. That’s when I saw it – a half-eaten banana.

She’s done it again, I thought.

The end of the banana was getting all brown and mushy. I knew it was bound for the garbage can. I felt a mild anger developing. As I paced around the kitchen eating my banana a conversation was going on in my head. I have talked to her about this so many times already. The difference between a whole banana and a half-banana is so miniscule, why does that women insist on only eating half of the silly thing? Where did she learn this bizarre behavior? Is this something that requires outside help?

I crawled back into bed. I heard Emily breathing next to me.

She’s finally sleeping well. I thought. This made me happy because she hasn’t been getting much sleep. She insists that I get my sleep so I can be well rested to get my work done. So when our baby cries she hops up and takes care of things. Most of the time I don’t even know the baby was crying in the night.

And then it hits me. My wife has some pretty great things about her.

You know, you can’t change people. You can’t change their weird idiosyncrasies. Mostly because there’s probably a rational reason in their mind for why they do it. You can’t change their habits. And the harder you try, the more frustrated you’ll get.

So, unless their behavior is self-destructive, I think the best thing you can do is just chill out and celebrate the uniqueness of others. It’s the only truly free way to live. Stop obsessing over the stuff that annoys you and focus on the stuff you like. It’s amazing what’ll happen.

We are all weird. We all do goofy things like eating half of a banana. But there’s also some pretty great stuff in each one of us. Celebrate that good stuff.

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Ps. 139:13-14