Flowers and F150 Freakout | Sharon
So Steve and I experienced some post-Christmas frustration yesterday. No, not from Boxing Day madness. Yes, from each other.On Boxing Day, the plan was for him to come over to spend time with my family for Christmas since both our families had Christmas plans on the 24 and 25th and we couldn’t split our time. I always love every chance that we get to spend time getting to know each other’s families. Steve, who was sick with a bad cold he caught from me, was planning on getting orchids for my mother (she loves them) and coming over around 2pm and I had visions of a fun-filled night dancing around in my head. Steve ended up coming an hour late because he was stuck in traffic since he had been driving for hours around town to find a flower shop that was open (none) and ended up going to a grocery story to put together a bouquet of flowers there.
He showed up finally, flowers and Monsieur Felix & Mr. Norton cookies in hand and looking exhausted from being sick and stuck in traffic all day. I was looking forward to seeing him but was annoyed since it took him forever (in hindsight…not really) to get here with something that wasn’t what I expected for my mom, and I wasn’t as grateful as I should have been for all his effort despite being sick and I gave him a hard time. (Yea yea I know…women and their insanely stupid expectations. Guilty as charged.) In addition, an hour or so later our family friend comes in and calls for Steve… To inform him that he has accidentally backed his Ford F150 monster of a pick-up into Steve’s parents’ 10+ year old car.
Then Steve had his freakout – at me for giving him a hard time (which I deserved), at having to drive around for hours and being stuck in traffic not being appreciated for his effort, at his body for being sick and tired, at the situation for having to explain a smashed car to his conservative parents (who had recently brought the car in to replace the headlights).
Then I had mine for him freaking out and trying to calm him down and for the night now not having gone as I had so perfectly imagined in my head.
Lesson? Shit happens. It happens in all relationships – Bad days, bad moods, heightened emotions (hello PMS), unrealistic expectations, being sick, plans not working out, accidents…etc. And it always seems so stupid and pointless in hindsight but so justified at the time.
What’s important is to realize that regardless of all the crap that seems so overwhelming at the time, we shouldn’t turn on each other and learn to recognize our faults. Remember that at the end of the day, it’s how you get through the tough times that matters most. Also, the people that make you go crazy are the usually the ones you are craziest about.