Average Everyday Sane Psycho Super Goddess

I wasn't a fight as much as it was a squabble. Really I think this whole married thing brings up issues of my anal retentive self I never really knew where there. But here they are and I am pissed as hell over it. Really what part of...If you want to hang something in my living room, you MUST frame it, does one not get. Between the two of us we can set up Cd shop of sorts. There for over the years of our Bachelorhood, we aquired posters to decorate our respecitive hell holes in which we dwelt (translation: we lived is crap hole apartments). How does one decorate when single? we just tack posters of our favorite artists on the walls. Actually I broke it up a bit. I hung my MOVIE posters in my living area, and Music posters in my room. So now as a married adult, we have to do things like do dishes, Vacume the floors, and Not hang Posters on the wall when they are framed. When is the last time you walked into a couples apartment and said...wow that is a really rad poster you have of the Cure, holy crap is that a Poster of the B-52's? right. That is what I tried to explain to the significant other. So I put the foot down and said "Nothing in this living room is going on the walls unless it's framed". I knew I had won until a few days later when another wedding gift rolled in and i was so excited about it
"look!! TOWELS!! Aren't they great!!" In which the MAN reply's "yeah, maybe you should frame them"