The only person in my family that I really argue with is my dad. I live with him, my brothers, and my sister. I have disagreements from time to time with my brothers, but it never really exceeds that. And when it does, it's very rare. But with my dad, I think I get into an argument with him maybe twice a week about something that isn't a big deal to me. He makes a big deal about a lot of things, though, and a lot of the things that he says when he's in one of those moods of complaining rubs me the wrong way. I do my best to ignore him when he gets into the moods, but I usually end up snapping back at him with a sarcastic comment. He also is the type of person to make mountains out of molehills, and take issues with things that don't need to be made a big deal. It's pretty frustrating, but when I was living on my own for six months, I only had probably two arguments with him during that time, so distance helps.