Wednesday, October 12, 2011

You'd be cranky too

...if your car died in a grocery store parking lot on a Sunday afternoon and you had to wait to get it towed until Monday.

...and because your insurance won't pay for towing unless it is towed to the nearest car repair facility, you had to take it to some swanky ass place in the western area of your city instead of to Ben, your car repair guy who you LOVE as much as you can love a car repair guy.

....and because you are now having to hitch a ride with your spouse to work and she has to be there at 7 a.m., you and your daughter have to get to school and work at 6:45 instead of 8:30/9:00. You both took books to read, she in early drop off ("which is basically for babies, Mama!") and you at your desk.

....and because the car can't be repaired right away, you do this for two days.

....and then it costs nearly a thousand bucks to fix. This causes you and your spouse to get into an argument because you want to get a new car and she believes in driving cars until they die. She wins because she is like the money guru in the family and she acts like you are Lucy Ricardo with a visa card in a dress shop.

.....you finally get the car fixed (fuel pump) and as you are driving home, suddenly the ABS light and brake light come on even though the parking brake is off. The light goes off at a stop light and you resolve not to tell your spouse. This may be a bad decision. We'll see.

.....you go out with your niece for a pizza slice at Whole Foods for dinner because there is this really cute guy in the pizza making area that you've noticed several times. He looks like the lead singer from Mayday Parade, your niece's favorite band and you think that he and your niece should meet. So...you set up a dinner date with her and of course, that night he is nowhere to be found.

....you split a slice of chocolate cake after dinner and you feel your blood sugar shoot up way too high.

......you come home and your spouse makes a joke about the fact that you keep dropping things. You get all teary eyed and tell her that your fingers have been stiff lately with RA and she is an ASSHOLE to make fun of someone's disability. She feels badly, you can tell. You are glad. She should feel badly.

....things are just off with the two of you. Everything feels wrong lately.

....you just finished a really good book and the new book you are starting isn't enticing you yet.

.....why is the house so messy? Doesn't anyone around here clean except you?

......you look back on some old photos of your daughter when she was in kindergarten and you feel sad. You will never be that close again. You lose a little bit of her every month. You feel it. She is growing up and it is your job to let her go. Except, sometimes it feels like she is the only thing holding you to the rest of your life and that is kind of pathetic.

......you scold yourself because you are so lucky and there are so many people who aren't lucky.

.....you almost got into a car accident this morning as you were driving your newly fixed car to work. You accidentally cut a driver off because he was in your blind spot. He laid on the horn to remind you of what an idiot you are. And then he sped up, cut you off and gave you the finger outside of his window. You wanted to join him in his road rage but instead when you got to work, you rolled your eyes at that dumb ass perky secretary from the dentist's office who wears too bright colors and is always WAY too talkative in the morning when she had the audacity to tell you GOOD MORNING! ISN'T IT A LOVELY DAY? You are a bitch. You know that. Recognize that.

...what you really need is for someone to tell you that they can't stop thinking about you, that you are beautiful and sexy and smart and sweet and their day is disrupted because they keep thinking of you. You need some romancing.

.....instead, when you get home from dinner with your niece, your spouse says, "God, what did you spill on your blouse? Is that pizza sauce?

....you suddenly miss Steve Jobs and that is so stupid because you didn't know him but it is kind of like he was the Thomas Edison of your generation.

....you think that you will take a long hot bath and get in bed with a book until your eyes droop shut. Because, seriously, you are in such a bad mood that you don't even like being around you and that is too fucking bad because unfortunately, you're stuck with you.

.....goodnight mouse, good night house, goodnight bowl of mush and the little old lady whispering hush....

15 comments:

Vinita said...

goodnight, Maria! Sweet dreams.

Lawfrog said...

A big AMEN and ME TOO to all of that pretty much. I keep thinking about the saying "This too shall pass." It helps. A little bit anyway. Big hugs to you Maria.

fairydogmother said...

You're right: I am exactly that cranky, for mostly different reasons. Except we do have the 'spouse making fun of physical ailments we can't control & being a total asshole even though she didn't mean to be an asshole' reason in common. I'll fully admit in writing right here and now that the phrase "FUCK OFF!" was directed (shouted) toward my own lovely, insensitive partner. And I'm totally not sorry because she earned that, and the related "Fuck you". And I still stand by both. Yeah, it has been a fun week, no?

Solo said...

Sounds just like the wonderful World of Menopause! I have cranky days, sweating days, leg cramping days...but you are right that despite it all, you are very lucky. Hope you get a great night of sleep and awaken to a beautiful day.

perfectlyscarred said...

Sounds like one of my days. Hope tomorrow is better.

Annemarie of Holland said...

Okay, yeah, permission granted to be cranky.

Jean said...

Isn't growing up hard? I wish we could just do it all at once, at a weekend retreat or something, and be done with it. I'm 51 and still find myself struggling with being a grownup i.e. controlling my moods, responding correctly to awkward situations, etc.

Heart you. Here's to a better day today, and tomorrow...and the day after that...

Frontier Mom said...

Delurking to tell you that your beautiful and brilliant heart keeps me coming back day after day....that sometimes you make my day sing with laughter....that you always make my heart swell full with love for my own girl when you write so sweetly about yours....that your prosaic syntax makes my own writing more fun...and that I do think of you oftentimes to send you and/or yours a little healthful, happy prayer....like today.

Have a fabulous day -- kick cranky to the curb! :)

Anonymous said...

Yeah... lousy! More than!

Btw, I felt sad @ jobs, too... it caught me by surprise because I was not big jobs follower. I just recognized it as a loss... and him as a fellow traveler.

Hang in there.

The stuff w the growing girl is hard for me, too. I found myself getting all sappy @ babies this past weekend. And remembering her preschool days with longing.

Take care... zc

sybil law said...

Tell your spouse about the lights- trust me, it's better this way.

I have those days, too. Yesterday, in fact. Ugh. We should both be commended for not crotch punching people.
Hope today is better.

Chris said...

nothing for nothing, but i'd tell you to go get a car.

Rose said...

Ugh. Those are terrible days. Hope the ones coming are much, much better, dear.

Earth Muffin said...

"you think that you will take a long hot bath and get in bed with a book until your eyes droop shut. Because, seriously, you are in such a bad mood that you don't even like being around you and that is too fucking bad because unfortunately, you're stuck with you"

I've been there recently myself. I've always loved fall, but this particular October has me on edge for some reason. I feel it starting to ease up now, thank goodness.

Trop said...

I feel for you on the car expenses. We just sank $1000 into our 14 year old Cherokee (a fuel pump among other things). Sheesh, I hope she lasts another 100K miles (she's over 200k now). It's always something!

heartinsanfrancisco said...

I missed this post. I didn't think that could happen here. I sympathize hugely about the car as I had to spend more than mine is worth last month on repairs. I rationalized that I couldn't buy a new one for that price, but still it hurt. I miss Steve Jobs, too. And romancing. Those thoughts are not intended to be connected.