Grumpy

I had a bad day at work today. A master file I spent the entire morning building and modifying suddenly got corrupted when it was just beginning to look right. It could not be opened again. I was so mad. I went online and looked for possible solutions. I even downloaded a program and hoped it would fix my file. It didn't.

Just when I grew more and more upset by the second, different people started to come into my office and I was inundated with random work requests. I am sure I had a terrible look on my face when everyone saw me. My mind was not in a calm state, so I tried to cope with this nasty mood and take care of the issues at hand. Then I checked my email.

PK wrote me to ask about the shows that we might see in Vegas. I IM-ed him and got into a long and messy conversation about the trip. Hearing PK talking about what he would like to do and what he would like to see irritated me. I did not bring it up, but when I was on the phone with Sylvia later, I asked her, "Why couldn't he ask me if I was interested in what he was proposing? Why didn't he consider activities that might interest me? Why does it have to be about what he enjoys and what he wants all the time?"

Then I figured out my problem. PK is not talking my language. I want options and considerations. I want to feel I matter and am thought of. I want to hear that it is not just what he wants, I want to also hear that he is thinking about what I want or might not want. Yes that's expecting a lot from someone. It's generally how I go about things with someone I care about, however for most people, it's like a boyfriend or girlfriend or family member thing to do. Some just don't do that with friends.

I shouldn't expect that from PK. Sylvia listened to my rant quietly and said, "You're so grumpy!"

She had no idea.