I am not a morning person. I pretty much just stumble around and grunt. Don’t try talking to me at 7, 7:30 in the morning, because you won’t get anything out of me. I might even take a snap at you.
I know this, but I was still a little surprised when I took Mike’s head off this afternoon.
I took NyQuil last night at about 11, and went into a coma until about 10 this morning. I got up long enough to pee, then fell back asleep (even though I swear I meant to get up and get on the computer)! The next thing I knew, it was 1:30 in the afternoon and I was starving. I stumbled around trying to get breakfast together — although at this point I should have been making lunch, hahaha — and as I was doing this, I noticed that Mike had called. I dimly remembered that we were supposed to be doing something, so I called him back.
Now, at this point I’m hardly awake, running a fever, and stark raving hungry.
I can’t really remember the whole conversation, but it went something like this:
Mike: “I got called into work.”
Me: “GRRR, DIE.”
Mike: “I love you.”
Me: “GRR, DIE.”
“Mike: “I worship the ground you walk on.”
Me: “GRR, need food, DIE.” I hung up on him.
Mike calls back, though I think he should have known better. “I love you and I will call you before I get out.”
Me: “GRR, what’s the point?”
Mike: “Okay… I won’t, then. (Help me?)”
Me: “ARGH, DIE!!”
It took some food, a half an hour, and a little cat batting at my heels for me to figure out that I’d just been meaner than I’ve ever been in my entire life.
Luckily, as I was debating calling him back and trying to decide how I could possibly make everything better again, the phone rang.
“I’m sorry!” If he’d been physically present, I probably would have smothered him with kisses.
“It’s okay. I know you’re not a morning person.”
“Yeah, but you’ve never seen me like that!” Hell, I’d never seen me like that. “Give me a call before you leave work.”
“We’ll stop at a grocery store and get some ice cream for you.”
“Okay. I’m sorry. I love you!”
I have no idea where the three-headed monster came from. I also have no idea how to make it up to him, poor guy.
