September 1, 2007 marked three years of GrowingSense. I totally forgot my anniversary. I feel so stupid.
It didn’t even dawn on me that I’d missed it until I was driving home from work the other night, and then I was like, “Oh s***! My anniversary was almost three weeks ago!”
I wasn’t too surprised by the response I got when I finally ‘fessed up to me. I burst into tears and said, “I’ve spent three long years pouring my guts out to God and everybody and I can’t even remember the date it all started? Sometimes I wonder if I even love me.”
I was so irked. I said, “Writing about me, non-stop for three years is surely a sign of self-love.” The crackling silence that followed let me know that my insightful observation was evidently not what I wanted to hear. The withering stare peeling the paint off the wall behind me confirmed my suspicion.
I’ve never seen me so angry. I have a few calls to the florist and a trip to R Bistro in my future. Don’t worry; I’m sure this will all blow over soon. I can never stay mad at me.