Argument aftermath

Maiyuu is rifling through our CD collection, looking for a stray CD by Grammy singer Marsha Vadhanapanich. He must have her entire collection, but this particular disc was his favourite. We still have the cover, but not the disc inside.

I suspect it fell victim to our most recent argument. When we argue, I go into clean-up mode, as vigorous physical activity, even with a duster, helps me release stress.

After our argument a few weeks ago, I set to work making order of our disorderly CD collection. CDs without a home lie scattered about; no one ever thinks to be put them back in their covers. Maiyuu was in his bedroom sulking at the time.

I must admit, I took advantage of the opportunity to throw out about a dozen discs for which I could find no home – mainly no-name CDs on which we had recorded this or that, but which we hardly ever play. Out they went, into the rubbish. I fear Marsha’s CD may have gone with them, though I can’t recall it.

I would not have done it deliberately, as I like Marsha, and even after the heat of our argument – when I told Maiyuu forcefully that he would have to leave – I still knew, inside my heart, that we would probably stay together, because we always do.

So it must have been an accident.

‘Why don’t you buy another?’ I asked.

‘You can’t find it in stores now...and it was my favourite, too,’ he said glumly.

Sorry, lad.

Maiyuu wants me to admit that I threw it out, so he can stop looking for the wretched thing.

But I honestly can’t recall whether I tossed it out or not. He suspects I threw it out just to spite him, but really I am not so clever as to know which Marsha albums are his favourites, and which aren’t.

Marsha wasn’t the only material loss we suffered as a result of that row.  I destroyed a B1,000 mirror as well.