"So.." I said slightly confused " What’s the difference again??"

I stared at the two paint samples in front of me, glancing back and forth between the two. THEY WERE BOTH BEIGE!!!! I looked up at the contractor and then over to my fiance. They stared back at me as if I was some crazy person walking around aimlessly on the street. Frustrated my fiance, grabbed both templates, holding them up in front of me.

"Baby!!! Focus!!! This is warm vanilla." She said taking the sample in her right hand and bringing it closer to my face. After about five seconds, she put the template down on the table. She then shook the template in her left hand, and in a slightly irritated tone continued " This babe is bungalow taupe." She then proceeded to bring the second template to my face, as if this ritual would somehow make it easier to distinguish between what I thought was beige and beige. Defeated I did what any other sane person would do in my situation……. I went with what she wanted.

" Warm vanilla. I can see what you mean now. I didn’t realize it, but your right Jess, it would definately match more with the furniture!" I exclaimed.

" Really, baby." She whined. She turned back to the contractor, and handed him the sample of warm vanilla. " Isn’t my girl the best, Chuck!!!" She smiled to the contractor before turning to look at me.

Chuck, looked up and chuckled before he said " She has great taste that’s for sure."

I smiled slightly at both of them. As if I cared what we painted the living room, I didn’t find anything wrong with the way it looked before. Jessica on the other hand felt that is was too cold, and that we needed to liven it up, and make it more inviting. I of course objected to the idea. I mean it wasn’t as if the room had feelings. It wouldn’t get depressed if nobody came to visit it. It wasn’t trying to win a popularity contest. It was just a living room for Christ sakes. Unfortunately Jessica did not share my views, and like all things Jessica Duran wants in life….she gets. So now our little two bedroom home is being invaded by Exotic Expressions, a contracting company, that specializes in home improvement and interior design, and what started out as a little paint job, has now turned into a full on room make over, firepalce included. As if a home situated in Southern Califronia needed a fireplace, but like I said what Jess wants she gets. And I, I just go along with it. After being with the woman for five years, I learned to pick and choose my battles. If I didn’t we’d be fighting over everything, down to the toilet paper in the bathrooms. But like I said, sometimes it’s just better to give in then to fight. Some call it settling, I call it surviving.