- Sep 30, 2002
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My Dad has been semi-retired for a couple years now, and I swear he's somewhat like a bored 6 year old boy - he hasn't got enough to do, so he picks fights. He's been away with my mum for a few weeks now, staying at my grandmother's house, and both my sister and i have been over there for a week each at different times during that period. But we've had a break which is nice, and we've been home together for quite a bit of it. A couple conversations we've had (and we have entirely different personality types) have come down to the same thing - there are forever screaming matches in our house, and Dad seems to cause most of them, and we both hate them.
Well, Dad got back last Friday, and I've been home for two and a bit days so far with him in the house and it's been peaceful enough. But he has to fix the oven (actually, install the oven properly since it was only put in the wall (by him) a year ago and fell on me last night when I was cooking) and he took it out with help last night and put it on the bed in the spare room, which is reasonable since it's close, but it also has a quilt on it that I hand embroidered and then made up a few years ago. He didn't put a sheet down or anything, and you can imagine that I'm not entirely thrilled about this. The oven has sharp corners, and probably grease etc inside.
He called me out from my room where I was busy sorting winter and summer clothes to help measure the oven, which is reasonable enough, so I went to help and when I was done said 'can you put a sheet down next time?' He said something or other about 'sorry', and I said 'ok, just please remember next time.'
Well that devolved into an almighty screaming match because the next thing I knew I was being yelled at about how I didn't accept his apology and was giving him a lecture. I tried to talk reasonably back but there's only so much being yelled at that I can take without yelling back, and when I realised where this was going I said "I didn't give you a lecture, I didn't want this, and I'm leaving", shut the door and went up the corridor to my room and shut that door. Dad followed me, opened the door and proceeded to yell at me and when I said "I don't want a fight this always turns into one", I got yelled at for accusing him of always being in fights. FINALLY I managed to make him go away, but I'm shaken up now and really frustrated because I don't like yelling, I don't like this, and I really don't see what I've done wrong.
Can people have a look at this and give me an opinion? I don't mind being in the wrong if someone can just show me WHERE I was wrong.
Well, Dad got back last Friday, and I've been home for two and a bit days so far with him in the house and it's been peaceful enough. But he has to fix the oven (actually, install the oven properly since it was only put in the wall (by him) a year ago and fell on me last night when I was cooking) and he took it out with help last night and put it on the bed in the spare room, which is reasonable since it's close, but it also has a quilt on it that I hand embroidered and then made up a few years ago. He didn't put a sheet down or anything, and you can imagine that I'm not entirely thrilled about this. The oven has sharp corners, and probably grease etc inside.
He called me out from my room where I was busy sorting winter and summer clothes to help measure the oven, which is reasonable enough, so I went to help and when I was done said 'can you put a sheet down next time?' He said something or other about 'sorry', and I said 'ok, just please remember next time.'
Well that devolved into an almighty screaming match because the next thing I knew I was being yelled at about how I didn't accept his apology and was giving him a lecture. I tried to talk reasonably back but there's only so much being yelled at that I can take without yelling back, and when I realised where this was going I said "I didn't give you a lecture, I didn't want this, and I'm leaving", shut the door and went up the corridor to my room and shut that door. Dad followed me, opened the door and proceeded to yell at me and when I said "I don't want a fight this always turns into one", I got yelled at for accusing him of always being in fights. FINALLY I managed to make him go away, but I'm shaken up now and really frustrated because I don't like yelling, I don't like this, and I really don't see what I've done wrong.
Can people have a look at this and give me an opinion? I don't mind being in the wrong if someone can just show me WHERE I was wrong.