This last week was my normal routine. Thursday Nichole and I went on a date to see Easy A. Friday after classes I had lunch with my mom, sister, and brother-in-law. Then I finished packing my bags because I was driving Brett's new car to Worth County to watch him ref and then head to MU. It was fun to watch him ref, it would be more fun if I had the girls and we got to yell at them :) MU was a blast as always! We got to watch the tigers win (big time) and Brett got me a new hoodie and sweats! I had fun getting to spend time with his family too. When we came back on Sunday we went to the mall in Como and in St. Joe. I have to admit something...we got in a little fight. Now I'm not tell you this because I want to tell on him, but because I want to brag on the way he handled it.
To set the stage we had been talking the whole way to St. Joe, slightly listening to the Chiefs game. We got to the mall and had been to The Buckle and when we went into another store he was crabby. As we left the mall I asked what his deal was and he said he was tired. Time-out, flag on the play...I use that line when I'm mad and don't want to talk about it. So, I asked him what he was upset about, he said nothing and we got in the car. As we were driving down the belt he asked if I was just going to be grouchy now (I wasn't talking or looking at him) and I said "No, I'm just quiet. I'm tired." Uh-oh. "Nice" was all I got in response for about five second and then the truth came out.
You have to understand something about me, sometimes I'm an over sharer. I tend to also use this as a subconscious defense to push people away. Some of you may know that I have trusting issues and this is a way that I can push someone I care about away before they can leave me. When Brett revealed the problem we pulled into the parking lot and I told him that I was sorry because I knew that I tended to do this and I didn't want to do that to him. I was biting the inside of my cheek and looking down when he said "No, don't do that...look at me." He lifted my sunglasses and a tear rolled down my cheek. He caught it with his thumb and wiped it away. "I didn't mean to make you cry, I just didn't want to hold it in." I told him that I'm glad he told me and got it off his chest because it's something I need to work on. He didn't make me cry, I did because I was doing something I didn't want to do. Then he told me something that will always stay with me "Don't try pushing me away because it won't work, I'm not going anywhere"
I hate to be mushy, but I love Brett and for some crazy reason that I haven't figured out yet he loves me too. He loves me when I'm bossy and tell him what to do, he loves me when I burp "I love you", he loves me when my hair looks like a stuck my finger in an outlet...
So after our little quarrel we finished our shopping, went to Bella's birthday party, and he took me home. He had to leave me at school which always stinks, but he left me with something this time, reassurance that he will always love me...even when.
This week is a normal week again, blood drive tomorrow (with no practicum---yes!). Saturday I will be speed walking a 5k and Sunday I'm going to the Royals game with my mom, dad, sister, and Brett gets to come. Maybe my family will see just how happy he makes me :)
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