I am 150% sure and would bet all my poker chips if I had a pile of them sitting in front of me, that I totally and completely screwed up. Or messed up for those of you that hate the word “screwed”.
My husband just called on his way to having dinner with a friend he hasn’t seen in a very long time to tell me “HI!” and to tell me he is needed back at work to finish editing a video. Needlesstosay, it will be a very long night for him.
We leave for Nashville tomorrow morning.
Now, instead of asking what video he was working on or what the context of it was, or even how I could make the home more comfortable for him when he got home, I opened my big fat and ugly mouth. What did I say?
“I knew you should have done the dishes last night.”
*insert your best profanity word here* WHAT?!?! WHY!?!?
Open mouth, insert the biggest foot you can find.
You see, we laid out chores each of us were to do before we left tomorrow. Dishes and taking the garbage live in his column. Vacuuming, laundry, sweeping, cleaning the bathroom and locking up all the windows are in mine.
His short list compared to mine is completely excusable. This week at work for him is a busy one. So don’t get all feminist on me or bash him for not pulling his weight. He does. Oh, girl, you better drop that attitude in your face because he does. Last night in fact, he held my weight while giving me the world’s biggest hug as I battled my emotions and screaming uterus at the same time.
But back to the dishes. Because I didn’t learn my lesson yet.
I snarkily said I would do them… “if I had time.”
UGH!
Sister, if I needed a smack to the cheekbone it would be now. Because you see, if I took a shorter shower tonight, if I dropped the act of starring in front of my closet wondering what I’m going to wear on vacation (all while preaching inner beauty on this blog), I’d have more than enough time to do the dishes.
I could even find the time right now… except I’m writing this blog. Oops.
My sweet friend, don’t be me. Don’t care more about getting this and that done than loving well. Don’t get so swept up in your agenda you forget that this world doesn’t revolve around you.
But when you do mess up, ask for forgiveness.
Something I plan on doing as soon as that handsome, sexy man walks through the door.
Now if you excuse me, I need to go wash the dishes.
