After the very, very long day I had today, I was a bit salty, and I came home and hurt Hubs’s feelings.
That’s not what I wanted to do.
It’s times like that when I wish I had a “do over” button.
But I don’t, so let’s start at the beginning.
And let’s just say that day 2 at work wasn’t super great. I know there’s a learning curve and it takes time to get settled in. But I came home in a semi-sour mood. Hubs was on the couch, headphones on, and knee-deep in COD. I immediately set to work in the kitchen getting dinner ready.
I didn’t mean to make him feel bad for not starting dinner.
I just needed something to do, something to relax me, something to put something delicious in my mouth…
But he thought I was huffing and puffing about not having dinner ready. I was just huffing because of my own stuff, though I admit that I wasn’t super happy to come home to fake gunfire. (He had the headphones on but forgot to turn the TV on mute, so sound was coming out of it as well.)
Not a great start to our night.
We made up and got dinner ready together pretty quickly though, (chicken, rice, and zucchini) and moved on. I settled into the couch with a blanket, a pot of tea, and my headphones to listen to an interview and write my freelance piece. Hubs was watching a marathon of “Hillbilly Handfishing,” a show about noodling.
And so we both settled into our night. Now, I’m already tired and ready for bed.
Which is normally fine, because this is Hubs’s (our) bedtime. But tonight he has a soccer game at 11:50.
As in, his game is practically at midnight.
Also as in, it won’t be over until tomorrow.
Of course I want to go with him. I like to watch him play. It might be the last game. I don’t want to go to bed without him. We’re newlyweds, so all those things have a lot of pull.
However, I got up at 6 a.m. for work this morning. And I’ll be up at 6 a.m. tomorrow. So I’m just not sure how great of an idea this will be.
But, despite the long day, despite our little fight when I got home, despite the late late late soccer game, this is cheering me up a bit…
At this point, I’m still undecided on the soccer game. I’ll let you know.
Maybe I’ll go take a nap and decide later.