Rain again on & off. I finished my other book and am
almost done with the next one I'd started. I've been kind of restless
& moody all day. On the way to have dinner with Galahad's parents, I
started crying. He was driving, and I turned my head to the side so he
wouldn't notice. I just let the tears roll quietly down my face.
I gave myself a pep talk the whole way, interspersed with trying to figure
out why I'm so sad. I think I'm just crazy.
:( I had brief
thoughts of my mom and new skin cancers, but really I had no valid reason to
be crying. I tried to force myself to think funny thoughts. I
managed to pull myself together a half mile away. I pretended to check
my makeup in the mirror and nonchalantly wiped the traces of tears away.
My nose was a little bit pink, but I was hoping that would fade soon.
I
put on my happy face and greeted his parents. His dad started in with
the fucking skinny comments -- a lot of them, 4 in a row. I almost
told him to go fuck himself. I decided to be the bigger person and let
it go. I don't mind him teasing me with one, but 4 was pushing it.
Somehow, I managed to turn my mood around and enjoy myself. I know his
parents love me and mean well. And, his dad stopped being an ass
towards me. :)
When we got home, I secluded myself back in the library with my book
trying not to inflict my mood on Galahad. I was mostly better anyway,
but I still wanted to be alone.
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