Jason and I went over to meet my mom at the family christian bookstore where she is doing a book signing. We snuck in the door and hid nearby to hear her conversation with a woman with her husband who was holding a newly signed copy of my mom's book. I felt so proud of her. I wanted to be seen with her. I wanted to let this couple know that the woman who wrote and signed the book she was holding, was my mom. While contemplating how best to accomplish this, my mom started talking about family and Jason I decided that this was our cue to come over. We gave her a kiss on the cheek and got to meet the couple she was talking to. Jason and I looked around the store while we waited for Trin to go on break from Panera Bread, so we could have some lunch together.
We ended up going back over to Panera Bread to eat, and we met dad there. We sat for a while, and talked. Trin went back to work and Mom went back to the bookstore to sign books. Dad, Jason and I talked for awhile and then we came home. Jason and I rode together, and dad rode his car.
I figured out the car ride home would be a good time to vent. I got angry at Jason and probably said more than I should have.
I have been becoming more and more annoyed with my brother lately. I don't understand why. Maybe from living together, building frames together. I don't know where it came from. Lately, when Jason knows something annoys me, he will continue to do it, because he thinks it's "cute" when I'm mad. He's probably right, but the truth is it's gotten old. The jokes at my expense are funny for a short time, but annoy me when repeated. I let Jason know this. Unfortunately, this was after I went off on him. Said things like "I guess I've just got to live with the fact that you're not going to change" and other things that I don't want to remember right now, and don't think I truly meant. We got to have a good talk about it. It felt like an argument that a guy and girl would have while dating.
Jason= the unthoughtful guy
Josh= the over-sensitive girl.
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