Freaks Are More Fun

Today I had a moment of enlightenment.

I awoke this morning and got into a little tiff with the sig other about something that he had absolutely no control over. I realized that he did not understand that I wasn’t upset with him, but the situation, and then spent the next 20 minutes bothering him to see if he was now upset with me because of my bad reaction to the news that was in no way his fault or under his control. He proceded to get annoyed with me and leave.

Then, while I’m at work fuming because “why, oh why, won’t he understand me?!” he calls around and gets the whole thing figured out, even offering to sacrifice a fun vacation to make me happy.

He then sends me an e-mail saying I am beautiful.

Now I am fucking tired because I spent half of the day pissed at no one, but just pissed at everyone, but not really pissed, just annoyed! (Does your head hurt yet?)

It’s true, I sweat the small stuff. And I have ADHD.

But at least I embrace it!

NOTE: I just thought of the best word to describe me…FREAKASAURUS. I’m copywriting that one bitches!