Feeling: Giggly
So. Circa 8:30PM Thursday (yesterday) he calls me, coming home from work.
Asks me if we should eat Greek. I say no, cause we need to save money.
He eats at home, and I'm cranky, not for anything, but because I haven't eaten, &
need to fill that basic void.
Unfortunately, he calls me when I transform into this manic-state. He begins talking randomly about something, that I just SNAP and ask him what he's talking about...I get so over-irritated by it all and just freak.
He knows something's up and asks a million questions---and is bombarded by a million snappy responses.
I go downstairs, open a box of those Christmas-Cookies that everyone gives out, and choose my favourite cookie and feel INSTANT calm. I start laughing as I try to respond in an angry tone, and he realizes that I just ate something. Now HE snaps, figuring I could have prevented this whole fiasco by simply coming out and eating with him. (Funny how my previous post was about me being an emotional-eater)
We fizzle out this argument with our usual make-each-other-laugh-at-
something-stupid ritual. And all goes to normal. No fight wounds to treat, or bumps to ice lol.
I know you better than you know yourself... meaning, he doesn't take things to heart, knowing how I am...Accepting me as I am. Despite my imperfections, in the end he always tells me that I'm perfect for him.
I truly realize that I am a very lucky girl <3
Asks me if we should eat Greek. I say no, cause we need to save money.
He eats at home, and I'm cranky, not for anything, but because I haven't eaten, &
need to fill that basic void.
Unfortunately, he calls me when I transform into this manic-state. He begins talking randomly about something, that I just SNAP and ask him what he's talking about...I get so over-irritated by it all and just freak.
He knows something's up and asks a million questions---and is bombarded by a million snappy responses.
I go downstairs, open a box of those Christmas-Cookies that everyone gives out, and choose my favourite cookie and feel INSTANT calm. I start laughing as I try to respond in an angry tone, and he realizes that I just ate something. Now HE snaps, figuring I could have prevented this whole fiasco by simply coming out and eating with him. (Funny how my previous post was about me being an emotional-eater)
We fizzle out this argument with our usual make-each-other-laugh-at-
something-stupid ritual. And all goes to normal. No fight wounds to treat, or bumps to ice lol.
I know you better than you know yourself... meaning, he doesn't take things to heart, knowing how I am...Accepting me as I am. Despite my imperfections, in the end he always tells me that I'm perfect for him.
I truly realize that I am a very lucky girl <3
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