This morning, I threw my grits. You know how that little bitty thing that she does finally just tips the scale and you lose your shit? Well, I lost mine a little bit. I was making my "Big Breakfast Diet" breakfast of two eggs and grits with chocolate mousse yogurt.
I had my eggs in the pan with some Pam cooking away. I poured my packet of grits (whole grain, folks!) into the bowl, added water and she said it. It doesn't matter what it was. You all know what I mean. It wasn't the thing she said. Rather it was that she said anything at all at that moment.
A million things were running through my head. From, "What the hell am I going to cook for dinner?" to "I need to talk to the agent about the house that we're going to build about the options that have already been discussed once, but I want to go over them again" to "Gah, I feel so damn fat!" to the hundred 'n two things I have to get done at work today.
And that's when she said it.
I grabbed the eggs and threw the pan and all into the sink. Then I threw the bowl of grits into the sink. Grits flew everywhere. I didn't look back.
My love came into the house and said, "What are you DOING?"
I said, "I'm leaving." I stormed out of the house.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for the grits that I keep finding in little nubs dried to my pants. I'm sorry that I didn't go back in and tell her what was going through my head.
But mostly, I'm sorry that I didn't hug her goodbye and kiss her. Because she truly is the love of my life and I don't wanna be a grit thrower.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Lesson for Today: Go With The Flo
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We all lose it a little every once in a while. It's okay.
At least now you get to make up....
We have all been there, she will understand. That's what love is all about!
I have those kinds of days too. I am sure she will understand. Dieting can make you a little crazy, so throwing grits might have been helpful for you. Getting out anger and frustrations, not physically hurting anyone (I hear hot grits can scald a little). And yes, now you get to make up ;)
Awww ... :(
Damn grits!
I totally feel for ya. The past few days (excluding last night and the night before) --- I had a 4 day insomnia spell. Not only am I dieting, but I am sleep deprived. So, my partner said the right thing at the wrong time and I totally freaked out and went into some hormonal train wreckin' fiasco over nuttin' and felt like I needed the men in the white coats.
Diets will do strange things to women.
Sleep deprivation will tip it to the extreme!
God speed baby!
*smiles* You want that I come to YOU with fans and grapes? Sounds like YOU need it more than me.
* makes mental note not to ever supply you with grits if ever a visit occurs twixt us *
Have you called her? Have you gone to her? Damn Girl, you've got a temper. Oh how I've wanted to throw things so many times but the voice in my head says, You know you will have to clean that up don't you, and then I don't throw it.
Who said "it" ...your love came in so who was in there saying 'things'...you crazy grit thrower you...
All will be forgiven because you can look at what happened and realize why it happened and why you regret it. You just as easily could hold a grudge all day and remain in a pissy mood because you didn't have breakfast. But you are a better person than that.
Sometimes we need to explode to get a little stress out of our systems. We just have to avoid making it a habit.
Sometimes, it takes the shit... er, grits hitting the fan for things to get better. It can only get easier from here.
Things build up. We are only human.
Forgive yourself.
I bet you'll find forgiveness at home, after some talking ;-)
She'll understand... really!
She will forgive you. And I am sorry I haven't been around, you guys are building your own house!!!
Hey, life gets in the way sometimes. Right?
Let me give you some justification....artistic,talented people often feel things very deeply. And because of this they often get mixed messages in the old grape.
You're cooking..foods hot...food = eating = gaining weight= feeling bad about how you look = I'm not worthy = I'm not a good person = no one should love me now = she spoke.
We're a mess aren't we! ;) forgive yourself. Grits happen. :)
wow!
I'd throw those damned grits too! yuck! Hey, dieting makes us hungry, hunger makes us a little moody - or in some cases, more than a little and I'm not referring to myself here, nope, not me ;)-Give yourself some slack. I'm sure your girl will understand, it was those damned evil grits!
Aww... We all have our moments. And it's the ones that love us most that are usually subject to our outbursts...but also the ones that forgive us best and understand our 'moments'.
I will go off the deep end of have one of my psychotic moments and he will look at me and say "I love you"...in that "you're such a freak and I'm trying really hard to understand you but love you anyways" voice. LOL
Dieting can have a huge effect on emotional stability. Besides, it's better to throw your grits than toss your cookies.
Kinda reminds me of the time I threw my cell phone at the wall ... I really didn't know that it would explode into pieces.
BUT she never said THAT to me again ... AND I got a new cell phone.
*By the way, I had never done that before. It actually kinda felt good.
Oh dear, well I guess in the spirit of Forest Gump, I must say, "Sometimes I guess there just aren't enough Grits."
And then you know, everyone throws grits sometimes... It's forgivable. Don't beat yourself up over it, but rather control the grits next time 'round. ;)
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