Still Smiling...

So it's official - I have become an over-reacting, crazy lady because of this man.

For the last week, I have been second guessing everything, except for a few days in the middle where everything was good. This week culminated in a Saturday night from the land of Bitch Fest. I was grumpy, which in turn made me think everyone else was grumpy, and the more I told him he was grumpy the grumpier he got, which of course made me even more grumpy. It was like the damn dwarf from Snow White made babies with himself and they were taking over my brain.

By the end of the night we had snipped at each other over every little thing - stupid TV crushes, how much we'd had to drink, whether or not we should have a sleepover, why he (obviously jokingly) told me my face was gross, who should have won the Preds - Wild game, the fact that I wore green heals to the game to support the Wild via my accessories - and I was at my wits end. I made him promise me that we wouldn't go home angry, especially since the sleepover argument ended with us agreeing to go our separate ways. So we kissed goodnight, said everything was fine, and went home.

I woke up this morning knowing that if I didn't do something to apologize for my nastiness last night and all the fight-picking I had done, we were toast. I wasn't ok with us being toast.

So I texted him as I was leaving work to force him to hang out with me for an hour before a work commitment of his this evening. As I told him "I felt too badly about our behavior last night to let it go."

And an hour of hanging out turned into 4 hours of napping, kissing, cuddling, and talking about how none of our crankiness really matters when we're so damn comfortable together that we couldn't possibly imagine it any other way right now.

And then I left him making my family's recipe for cheesy potatoes (3 hours after he was supposed to be at his work thing), looking adorably tousled and sleepy, not to mention wonderfully attractive. And now, instead of writing a paper that's due tomorrow, I'm waiting for him to stop by to say good night.

And I wouldn't change today for anything.