A Perfect Storm
Had an interesting, irrational moment late Saturday night. Ordinarily, I pride myself on my almost boy-like rationality.* I’m not easily angered, am definitely not ruled by my emotions, and am generally very logical. There are very few instances where my heart and mind aren’t in accord. Saturday was one of them. A perfect confluence of factors – tiredness, discomfort (my eyes and contact lenses are apparently mortal enemies), and rare moodiness on my part – lead to my first fight with T.
Poor T didn’t see it coming, didn’t recognize it when it was there, and certainly didn’t know how to deal with it. Especially as my response to everything was, “Yes, I KNOW I’m being irrational!”
Luckily, we weathered the storm, T was great, he apologized, I apologized, and all is well. Guess I’m more of a girl than I give myself credit for. =)
*Not to play too much into gender stereotypes or anything, but come on, y’all know exactly what I’m talking about!
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