Sunday, May 07, 2006
love means saying you're sorry when you have to
Well, we had a little tiff.
We disagreed about something or another, and now I am so upset I can’t remember what it started as. I do remember that it was important at the time, and it had something to do with logistics – we have only one vehicle, and I had to stay behind while it was taken out.
Now I remember, I wanted to be the one to take the van in for maintenance, and Monsieur said he’d rather do it. It’s his van; it belonged to Maggie really so I shouldn’t have fussed about it. I just wanted to get away from the kids for a while, and be by myself for a change. But it wasn’t a good opportunity for that, and I made a big stink, and now I’m sorry. I am trying to bring myself to apologize the minute he gets back. So, I blog.
I just wanted a break, even sitting in the lobby of a Jiffy Lube for 20 minutes would have been nice.
Now I have to apologize. Suck it up, girl.