Monday night I went to bed reading a book on the Kindle. I was about 2/3 through it and it was a good book. Suddenly, it got sad . . really sad. And I started bawling. I cried so much I couldn’t breathe. Why didn’t I just put the darned book down and go to sleep? No! I didn’t. I finally got out of bed and came into the living room so I could sit up and cry and read and maybe continue breathing. Breathing is imperative, even while crying like a baby.
At 1 a.m. I finally said to myself . . the chickens are going to need to be let out in 5 hours. Stop crying and go to bed! So I went to bed, though I still could hardly breathe. At just before 7 Vince woke me up and said “what about the chickens?” Either I didn’t hear my phone go off or never set it. Who knows . . in the state I was in when I went to bed! So I hopped out of bed, realized I had a headache from crying so much, puffy eyes from crying so much and went back to bed after letting the chickens out.
Vince wasn’t coming home for lunch so I fixed myself a plate of leftovers and sat down to finish the book and cried all the way through the end of the book. I had black (actually brown/black) mascara running down my face and whatever other makeup I had on was washed away.
I sewed for a while and about 3:30 decided to go work in the garden. I was hot and dirty and had on my rubber boots and still had black streaks down my face. Vince got home and said “Let’s go somewhere!” Why today? So I ran in the house, changed my clothes and shoes, tried to wipe the black off my face, powder my nose, spray on some super duper extra strength cover up any odor deoderant and off to Fort Scott we went. All for fish tacos from Long John Silver’s. Something is just wrong with this entire picture! Had we stayed home we were going to have grilled chicken, fried okra,baked beans and cucumber salad. I’ll never understand my husband. Does anyone besides Vince actually like Long John Silver’s?
So, Mr. Laquidara . . if you’re reading this . . when you come home and find me working in the garden, I am not going anywhere! I was nice today but I will not be so nice again. If you want to go somewhere, look at your lovely wife and if she looks like she’s been working in the field for days on end and has black streaks on her face, do not even try to take her out into public, unless it’s some place a whole lot better than Long John Silver’s.
All was not lost though. We stopped at a garden center and I got two lime green/pink petunias. The ones we bought actually have more lime than pink. They’re really pretty.
Tonight, right now in fact, I will go to bed, without a book, without tears and I will be up and on the road fairly early in the morning!