I can be nice, sometimes.

I just was nice to someone that I don't like. I try to like this person, but it never fails that she then makes me crazy. I have to deal with her, there is no going around that, but I can choose how I interact with her. In a conversation today I was nice and tried to get her to gently see my point of view, and others that know share my point of view. I think it worked, to a degree. There were moments in the conversation where I was cringing and wanting to say, "You are mean and catty and make me nuts." But. I didn't. For lots of reasons. And, it was just fine. Sometimes there is something to be gained by being pleasant.