this morning #1945.

this morning, somebody totally woke up on the wrong side of the bed. mr grumpy pants over here. before i knew it, it’d led to an unnecessary bout of shouting between us. far too early for that. stopped him mid-sentence. stepped away for a sec. went into the other room & took a couple deep breaths. stared out the front window as he crashed things around in the kitchen. he gets like this. seemingly for no good reason. chooses to let his foul mood drive the bus. forgets that i’m his husband. forgets how much i love him. forgets he loves me just as much. i watched two bluebirds hop hop around on the lawn while i gave him a moment to relax. returned to the kitchen to try to walk things back to a place of relative peace.