Angry Birds

What do you guys do when you're angry? Because I just cried the whole way home from Hobby Lobby.

I don't really get angry often. Sure, I get frustrated probably every day. And usually my hurt feelings just turn to apathy in a relationship or situation. But really angry? Rarely.

I just don't understand why a person would feel the need to lay on the horn while I am strapping my infant child into her car seat- just to acquire the parking spot next to mine. I wonder if her hobby is so pressing she couldn't wait one more second to get into that store! Oh, it made me angry. Red in the face, teeth clenching, furrowed brow angry.

I have changed. I think before I would have waited patiently and said something sassy to belittle the woman. Make her feel stupid and small. But today, I slid into the back seat and shut the door to finish securing my precious cargo.

I slowly pulled out and watched her take her time walking in front of me in the middle of the parking lot. Red. In. The. Face. I thought of running her over honking the horn, then prayed because I knew it was the devil telling me to do it. I thought about it again because she was going so slowly. On purpose. When I turned, that's when it happened. I honked the horn. She didn't flinch. Darn it.  Then I started crying. And praying out loud. What is wrong with me? I just blatantly ignored God. What an idiot.

So. I cried the whole way home and prayed that I would not let this moment in my day ruin my afternoon and control my thoughts. And, for the first few verses of Queen's "Fat Bottom Girls" on the radio, it worked. But then I re-played it through my head over and over again, thinking of what I should've done. None as kind as what I actually did.

And I cried. Until I walked in the door.

This turkey sandwich and the little squeals of delight coming from the bunny's monitor are getting me over my stupid moment.

How do ya'll get over your anger?

Until Next Time,
The Guff