I've taken one down, going to sing a sad song just to turn it aroundOk, so not really. But I did have a bad day. It began with the monthy hormonal issues (I think) and add to that the exam I was due to write in the afternoon.
The real victim of the day though, was Ordinary Guy. He turned over his own schedule to take me to write said exam - and he really didn't have to. He wore my favourite colour. He bought me chocolates. He rubbed my sore back. He tried to make me laugh. He dropped me off and picked me up and took me to the beach. He didn't fuss and he didn't complain and took my acidic mood in stride and tried to just make me generally feel better despite.
Until it was time to take me home and we ran into the mothership, causing me to completely lose it. Trust me, anybody who knows me would never think I was capable of a freak out of such exponential results - I'm usually the one throwing a bucket of ice water on you when you freak out; I never do the freaking out myself, ever! I reverted into some form of juvenile-retardation and yelled things at him which I don't even remember. And he remained calm throughout the episode - like he had been all day. Until I crossed some invisible border into total meltdown-land. And then he snapped...but it wasn't the kind of snap that gave you whiplash. No. It was the kind of snap that stunned you into silence and wiped away any and all forms of freak-out - I absolutely forgot why I was freaking out in the first place.
I deserved that, I did. But, the one time he does let his annoyance show (albeit if that's his annoyance, I don't ever want to see him angry), he goes ahead and apologises. He had nothing to apologise for, yet he did, numerous times. I behaved like a juvenile bitch all day and he put up with it obligingly...seriously, I would have slapped me (forget ice water) had I not been me at that stage.
My (extra)Ordinary Guy. Karma had better be extra good to him.
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