Was remarkably happy and upbeat through the late afternoon and early evening. Wrapped up work for the week. Then, walked around the house singing, doing some basic chores and getting organized (which always feels good). Sat down on the couch after dinner, watching tv and playing some poker. Fell asleep on the couch around 9:30.
When Skip woke me up so we could go to bed around 11, she seemed pokey and depressed. For some reason, her mental state was irritating. That, combined with waking up from a sound sleep, I went straight past cranky, right to angry. Not rational or fair to her.
Shortly after we got into bed, I apologized, explained my feelings, so we made up.
Of course, now, it's 4am ET and I'm still awake...
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