Monday Madness...
Woke up from a wonderful session with Daddy...slept like a freakin princess!! But then Monday took all of her vengeance out on us...
Busted back window in the SUV...looks like someone thought it would be cute to throw a rock through it. So early morning visit from the police. Then through the stress of the moment Daddy and I had a disagreement....so off to work I went through tears and smeared makeup.
Normal horrible Monday at the office...all the while I can’t think straight due to the events of the morning and my paranoid mind going overtime. Just trying to not make every single second that Daddy is giving me the silent treatment feel like an eternity.
Finally by lunch time I feel like he doesn’t hate me...and I might not have a panic attack...Daddy is speaking to me again...but it’s still uncomfortable.
Then move to a new location after lunch to learn something new...work with some new people...and feel totally out of sorts and not in my comfortable place...still feeling extremely unnerved about making Daddy frustrated...worried I can’t make it better.
Finally able to come home. Daddy is making dinner and we are talking it out. Just as everything is getting better...boom...we are running to the ER to get Daddy stitches after sharpening a chopping knife.
We come home and I get to finish dinner...and I’m not a good cook. Somehow the Monday Gods took pity on me and let me not fuck it up...so we could at least have a decent dinner.
I’m thankful that I will get to hold him tonight...and that this damn day is over. We are fine...I need to learn to communicate better...and check myself about my ultra sensitive feelings....Daddy is ok and all is better as we will hold each other tight and tell each other we love each other and sleep off this shitty day....
Tuesday has to be better...
Until tomorrow...
