My bad!

Oh my goodness ... I thought today was Saturday (it's Friday) and I was mad at Eldon all day for leaving me home alone on our only day we get to be together. :) I wrote the full story on our blog. I'll copy it here:

So MAD at him!
Today is Monday, which means yesterday was Sunday and the day before that was Saturday. However, all my days are pretty much the same so on Friday I became confused. I thought it was Saturday. Poor Eldon.

The confusion started on Thursday night when Eldon kissed me goodnight at 11:00pm while I was still feeding Chiara. It kind of ticked me off. I was thinking it was Friday night. Okay, Honey, it was fun playing house with you for a couple hours but why don't you go to sleep now and I'll just stay up with her like I ALWAYS do. Those were my thoughts ... not nice.

So the next morning the alarm goes off, which is odd, but Eldon had told me he was going to take one of his tests today so I figured he was going to do that before his volunteer work at 10:00am. Again, a little odd because he's not such a fan of the morning hours, but whatever. I was still ticked off from the night before (I'd gotten progressively madder at each nighttime feeding, so by morning I was full out angry ... I'd even put a pillow in between us lest he try to put his arm around me or something) so when I heard him get up I just stayed in bed. Then when he kissed my cheek goodbye I completely ignored him. He left and I just laid there fuming.(I have to defend myself for just one minute here. I'm not usually like this. I hardly ever get mad, and I think this is the first time in our entire marriage I've ever behaved this way. But I'd had several long nights in a row, Chiara had been cranky, I was exhausted, and my patience had been well spent. Okay ... moving on.)

I expected him home just after 12:00pm because that's when his shift gets over at the battered women's shelter where he volunteers. 12:30pm comes around and he's not home. 1:00pm comes and goes without any word. It's after 2:00pm and I'm livid. Can you imagine how I've been working myself up all this time as my daughter demands my attention and I'm spending "Saturday" alone like every other day of the week? Doesn't he know I wait all week for Saturday to spend time with him? Doesn't he know this is my only day when I'm not alone in the house all day? Doesn't he know he should at least call me to let me know his plan so I don't worry?? Suddenly my phone rings. It's him. I roll my eyes and answer.

"Hi." I say.
"Hey, how are you?"
"Fine. How are you?"
"Good. How's your day been?"
"Okay. What have YOU been doing all day?"
"I'm just studying. I think I'm going to try to take my test before work. I should be home around 7:15."
"Okay."
pause
"How's my girl?" he asks. That's nice of him, I think to myself sarcastically.
"She's fine. She's been a little fussy, but she just woke up from a good nap."
"That's good. Well, I love you, Honey, it's good to talk to you."
"I love you too."
"I'll see you in a few hours."
"Okay," I answer.
"Bye."
"Bye."

I close the phone and tears start streaming down my face. Seven? He's getting home at seven? I really am going to be here alone all day! I hug Chiara and just cry. I love spending time with her I just like when we're all home together as a family. It gets a little lonely.To my credit (ha ha) I'm not nearly as mad by the time seven comes around. I've made him a big dinner and it's hot right when he walks through the door. I walk over to give him a hug, silently congratulating myself for being so forgiving. :)

I just start right in mid-hug.

"I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye to you this morning."
"Yeah, you were pretty tired."
"Actually, I ignored you."
Eldon pulls out of the hug, smiling. "Really?"
"Yeah, I was mad at you for going to bed last night and leaving me to take care of Chiara by myself."
"I'm sorry, I waited for you."
"Whatever, you were sleeping by the time I came to bed."
"I'm sorry, Honey." he says in that sweet voice that lets me know he means it.
"I'm sorry too." I kiss him on the cheek and walk into the kitchen. "You must be starving, have you eaten anything all day?"
"Well, yeah, it's free lunch Friday." I turn to him with a spatula in my hand.
"But it's Saturday." I say. Eldon just looks at me with that face he does when he's trying to be nice but he really wants to laugh.
"Shell, I've been in class all day. It's Friday."

Oh my gosh. Suddenly I see the past 30 hours flash before my eyes. That means last night was Thursday night and he'd stayed up longer with me because Chiara was being fussy and not going to bed by 10:00pm like usual. That means this morning was Friday morning and he left at 7:30am for class. That means he called this afternoon just to say hi because I told him that I like when he does that. That means he took his test before work so he could get home by 7:15pm like normal. That means I'm a total jerk!!

"Oh, Honey," I said, wiping my hands off so I could hug him again. "I've been mad at you all day thinking it was Saturday and you just left me! I'm so sorry!"

We're both laughing at this point. He was laughing a little harder than I was. "I thought you sounded a little miffed on the phone. I'm so sorry you were mad." He just hugs me, and then as an afterthought he added, "This is not my fault!"

We laughed about that all night, and we've been telling the story to friends and family all weekend. "What a patient man I am!" Eldon says. He's right. :) But it was pretty funny.