It started with getting ready for Statistics class. My husband...who we're just gonna call Hubby now because I'm too lazy to keep typing out "my husband", was in an irritable mood. For some reason he didn't want to hear me tell him that food is important and needs to be eaten throughout your day. See, he has low blood sugar, and when he doesn't eat he becomes Mr Crabby McCrab. At least, that's what I call him when he is....probably doesn't help. :P Anyways, I was trying to determine what his plans were for lunch, because I knew he'd be working all day.
Now, any normal person would either remember to eat or simply do so when they are hungry. Oh no, not Hubby. Even if he gets hungry, if he's busy he keeps working and assumes he'll eat later...which doesn't happen for many hours. In the meantime he gets crabbier at the world and takes it out on me. So I've realized that to combat this I need to constantly be making sure he's either ate or plans to eat, and when. Unfortunately, if he's already in a bad mood he doesn't like me pestering him about if he'll eat.
...I wish I could be one of those wives who pesters her husband about picking up their dirty socks...or something normal like that. But no, I have to pester mine about if he'll actually remember to eat, at all, during the day.
Class wasn't really all that bad, but my bad mood probably made it much worse than it really was. I'm pretty sure my teacher is hyper-active. I know he's ADD but I can swear at times he gets these hyperactive tendencies.
This was the only smart choice I made today.
Basically it took me to where I thought I could go. I got off the highway and turned left. I didn't really know why I turned left, my gut seemed to tell me I should. And since my mind isn't very good with directions I trusted my gut. It was right, and I felt slightly better. I felt even more better when the store I went into was having a cookout, to celebrate their grand opening. I ended up getting a burger and hotdog, which fixed my insane hunger. I know it's a sneaky tactic to get customers, but hey, I don't see Best Buy feeding my poor student butt. :P
I left and got home feeling alright. I had trouble with my computer and getting the scanner to work though. So when I left to get Hubby I felt a bit crappy again. This probably was my downfall, as bad moods make for bad decisions.
I was almost to my exit, listening and singing to a great song on the radio to lift my mood. The traffic was good and I had no troubles taking my exit even....wait was I supposed to turn there? It's ok, no biggie, I'll go straight. Oh wait, that takes me back on the highway.... Ok, ok no problem I'll just get off on the next exit and double back. Just takes a little longer, that's all. Ok, I think this is the right way...yes I think it is, there's a highway ahead. See, no big...wait, I don't recognize that exit...or that one. O..k... I'll just get off on this exit here. Wait a min...isn't this the north side??
I have to interject and mention that pretty much everyone has told me to stay away from the north side of the city. Hubby wouldn't even go to a pet store on that side of town, with me. Everyone has said you'd never want to live there, and anyone who has usually said that muggings, or car accidents, or gunshots were a regular thing. And now I was lost here. Did I mention I'm geographically challenged. This is why I have a GPS with me, named Sutoo btw, because I can't do shit without it.
Of course I didn't have it with me and a began to panic. Ok ok, stay relatively calm. Just don't...stop. Keep driving so you're a moving target and no attackers can get to you. Grab the wasp spray...good. Keep it nearby in case someone does attack. Ok...call Hubby, yes. Oh, Hubby is unable to get to a computer and keeps reassuring me that everything is ok, even though he's told me many times he'd never take me here. Ok ok...keep driving. Oh crap, no no no no don't start crying, someone will see you and take advantage of it.
I use to be a terrible nail biter for 23yrs. It was in times like this that I would bite them all down. Since I don't do that anymore I tend to release my stress in other ways. Like crying. Which I did for a few minutes before I composed myself and called my father-in-law. He was able to tell me to go "south" which I figured I was.
I wasn't. I was going the opposite of south. I went far, far, far north. I finally called my father-in-law again. We determined where I was for real this time and I was back again on the right track.
So this was my day. Woke up in a crappy mood, got almost lost on the way back from school, didn't find the item I wanted but got burgers, was unable to install anything on my computer, and then took 2hrs to get back downtown...a trip that takes 10min.
All in all, I guess it was an interesting day. :)
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