Feb 15, 2008 11:28
I didn't mind baking cookies last night.
I didn't mind staying up an extra hour to finish the craft project I've been working on.
I didn't mind burning a few songs and movies onto a CD.
I didn't mind getting up before nine.
I didn't mind driving through the remains of rush hour traffic.
I didn't mind swinging by Starbucks.
I didn't mind arriving on time.
I didn't mind waiting thirty-five minutes.
I didn't mind driving home.
Yet, somewhere in there, I did mind getting stood up.
Update: Just heard from her. Just got back from the hospital. I'm glad I kept my temper in check. Now I don't feel so guilty.