so, we had a stupid fight last night, over a stupid thing, and we were both angry and upset at different points, and I called him a name, then, thought things were cool after we talked it out for a while. we both apologized and went to sleep.

i woke up today exhausted, emotionally spent, and kinda wandered my way through the day. what i didn’t know was that he was still hurt from the name i called him.



it doesn’t really matter, i can justify and rationalize ten ways from sunday, but if i hurt him, it he’s hurt… it’s not worth it. it’s not worth the anger i feel over the whole situation.



My mom took me out to dinner tonight, and urged me not to ‘mess this up’ this whole marriage thing, and imparted her wisdom, and hints from her experience to me. I took them to heart.



I was just too upset, and feeling sick to go to the basketball game with Ace and Jess, I stuck around home, caught buffy with the gang, and I’ve done an amazing amount of cleaning, laundry, dusting and vacuuming the bedroom. I hope that makes him happier. He means the world to me.