It was a long day yesterday. The kind of day that feels like 4 days in one but not 4 days at Disneyland. More like 4 days straight at the dentist with no laughing gas and nothing is funny.
By the time G finally
got home I was ready to throw the whole day in the trash with Liv's
putrid smelling diapers and my pieces of smashed glass cake. G of
course came home as pleasant as a songbird even though he had been up
since 5 and asked what I wanted to do. I replied with dragon smoke
coming out of my nostrils, snarling,
"I want to go to bed."
He said, "Ok, that's great, it's only 6:30 though, are you tired?"
"No I'm not tired. I'm just tired of this day. Some days are just so
lame it's like a horse with a broken leg, there's nothing left to do but
just take it out back and shoot it. That's what I need to do with
today. There's no point in letting it just limp along in misery, I'm
taking this take out back and putting it down by going to sleep because
the sooner I sleep, the sooner there will be a new day. It's too late
to salvage, this is a day like a horse with 4 broken legs and needs to
be put down."
G's response is reason 6 thillion and 2 why Garrett Seibold is the perfect
person for me. Instead of over reacting about my over reacting, he just
nodded and said, "I see. But I don't think that the answer is always to
shoot the horse or the day. You just sit right there for a minute. I
have a little something for you to watch."
He went over to the
DVD's and put on "Seabiscuit" which I had never seen. I starting rolling my eyes. Watching some cheesy horse show was not really want I had in mind for a consolation to my caustic mood but it was humorous to me that rather than feed into my mood, he chose a horse movie. He went to a specific scene where there is a horse with a broken leg and some old guy is
fixing it and says, "Just because a horse gets banged up, doesn't mean
you always need to take it's whole life."
Ha. I was laughing at G
using Seabiscuit as a teaching moment for his cantankerous negative
virus spreading wife. The funniest part is that after the cheesy scene, I
decided to keep watching. It's basically a cross between "Mighty Ducks
2" and "Black Stallion" with some feel good music and moral at the end
but I actually really liked it.
You know. I think he's on to something. Sometimes I think a bad
day transforms in my mind as the marital apocalypse, that eternity is forever horrendously ruined, that all the negative thoughts and feelings are preserved in formaldehyde and will never improve or disappear, and the day is evidence that I am the worlds lamest human
being breathing on the planet but the truth is that all of that is
false. Sometimes it's ok to go to bed early to put a day out of its
misery, and sometimes it's even better to watch a scene from sea
biscuit, realize that the day was crappy and be excited that tomorrow is
a brand spanking new start to it all. Thank you G and Seabiscuit for that little lesson.