My wife and I really never fight, and I'm hoping that's a good thing

I'm not kidding you when I say Terry and I never fight. I mean, really, it never happens. We just don't do it.

We talk all the time. I see her every day. And yet we never engage in what most people would classify as a "fight" or a "spat." We rarely raise our voices, and the number of times in our 23 years of marriage when we "weren't talking to each other" for more than five minutes has been maybe, what, twice? Three times?

We have disagreements, sure. And every once in awhile she clearly gets annoyed with me (it seems to happen once every 28 days...funny). But it generally lasts a few seconds and then it passes, usually when I see the error of my ways and admit I'm stupid.

(Just kidding. Though, yeah, if I'm being honest with you, I'll tell you that really is how it usually goes.)

I don't bring this up to brag or to suggest we're some perfect couple. I bring it up because I think it may be a little weird.

Arguments are supposed to be good for a relationship, especially if they're conducted in a healthy and even loving way. It's how you work out the little differences between you.

But the thing is, we don't HAVE many differences. Hardly any at all, really. How she sees the world is essentially how I see the world. She handles the money and does a good job, and I'm fine with it. We both think we're the funniest people ever and so we spend our time laughing instead of yelling.

Which makes me wonder how that could be. No two people in the world are 100% compatible, but I guess the one smart thing we both figured out a long time ago is that those moments of incompatibility are almost never worth getting worked up over.

I don't know, maybe I'm looking at this through rose-colored glasses and we really do have more spats than I think we do. Terry is welcome to chime in on this.

It would be funny if her reaction to this post would be to contradict me and say I'm wrong, and then we got into fight about it, wouldn't it?