...The old man is snoring. Hopefully anyway. And hopefully by the time he wakes up he will be in a better mood and will have forgotten all about the nasty screaming match we had just before I came to work. He wasn't in any kind of mood to accept my semi-apology either. He slept downstairs last night. Mostly because I think that is where he passed out after drinking all but one out of a 12-pack and watching tv late. I went to bed early because I had to work today. So he comes upstairs a little after 8 this morning and you can tell he's got a chip on his shoulder already. So I follow him into the bedroom so I can finish getting my stuff for work and he calls me psycho. I think he thought I was following him or something. When I explained I was getting my stuff he said okay. Then as I'm digging in my closet trying to find my tennis shoes, something smacks me in the back of my head. It's the purse I had out earlier this morning. So then I get really mad thinking he threw it at me on purpose. So I start screaming then he screams louder. There's door slamming and the whole nine yards. Anyway, I tried to go and apologize before I left for work, but like I said he wasn't in the mood to listen. And I explained what I thought happened so I would like an apology from him too. So now I get to sit at work and be angry all day. Doesn't that sound like fun!
Update:
He has called an apologized. It only took about 2 hours. Not bad. :-) I feel much better now.
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I'm glad to hear everything worked itself out and he realized he was wrong. That is what I have to do everytime Josh and I fight... Just wait until he realizes he is being a jackass.
Sorry I didn't reply to this earlier! Everytime I started to, my boss would walk in the room. :)
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