Progressing Backwards

And so it goes with relationships in my experience. The longer they last the more complicated they get. Progressing backward. I'll give you an example, purely hypothetical of course.

Let us say you have been married for some period of time, a long time. Something that you may have failed to consider on the altar (or the Justice of Peace's shag carpet) was the problematic implications your future in laws represented. Let us say you eventually come to find you cannot stand the sight of them nor they you. Let us say you live near them. Let us say your spouse insists upon your comingling. Let us say you tell your spouse that you will never step foot in your in-laws house again. Let us say progressing backward.

I assure you, as best I can in a 'hypothetical' scenario such as the above, the ramifications of such a statement are tantamount to tsunamis and hurricanes, earthquakes and volcanoes, happening simultaneously on 4 continents and 357 channels worldwide. The simple fact is one has to weigh the requests of a spouse over trivial, egotistical, pig headed bravado. Of course bravado wins.