…a happy medium is supposed to be a good thing (but make sure she doesn’t sic an evil spirit on you).
I’ve also read that striking a mildly unhappy compromise is better than one person getting their own way and the other being miserable even if the idea is that next time you switch (yeah right). Mostly I give in or give up and walk away. I don’t like to argue and I don’t like trolling. People used to troll me over being vegetarian/vegan, not that I ever was, at least not for any appreciable length of time. Back when I ate steak, I’d get mine medium rare. It’s not that I have a rule about not eating steak these days, but steak eating simply doesn’t happen. I don’t want to cook one and I no longer go to restaurants. So, by default, no steak. I think I’m better off eating very little meat anyway.
Generally, I wear a size small but sometimes a medium for certain items. I don’t like tight clothing. Plus, if I’m ordering a sweater, I want it roomy enough to wear a tee shirt underneath. Yes, even in SoCal ~ it can get into the 40s sometimes. Brrrr! My shoes are “B,” which is medium/average, though sometimes they’re a bit loose. Yet, I need room for socks because brrrr. I almost always wear socks to work because it’s cold in offices.
Medium is a website that contains fiction, essays, etc. I subscribed for a month or so and then quit. The problem was if I “liked” something, they’d only show me more things like that. But the whole point of being there was to “like” articles (by sending applause). I tried changing my interests, but no. They decided I could only see relationship related articles. Ugh! One of my friends writes for them and encourages me to try too. But I have enough going on without wasting time plopping my writing into more venues where it won’t make money. Pffft! 😜
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