So what exactly did you mess up?
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Rotten egg fart.
I just got back from the grocery store and realized that I all I bought was cheese, fruit, and veggies. Now I have to go back and get meat and pasta.
While I very much agree with this, after blowing off my steam, I also must agree that it IS the every day things that count.
Let me clarify by saying I did not expect "teh awesomeness,"but I also did not expect the, "hey, this kind of snuck up on me and I'm sorry if I've hurt you so much, so thanks for putting up with me for so long. What's for dinner?"
We have been the kind of people who leaned toward major things to celebrate minor things in the past (5 year anniversary, here, have a motorcyle... 7 years, here I am taking to you France and London). Granted, I am not on an I did this, so I expect this in return- what I do, I do out of love (which expects no return). I guess it was the stunning gloss-over of what should be an important milestone when one has sustained certain abuses and the other party is "trying" to do better and change.
At least the day is getting better and I am no longer frowning, because Delias made me smile.