peace.

Celebrating a minor personal victory, maybe major.

John got all mad at me about something, which if he had paid attention to what I both verbally said and wrote in an instant message, he would have known what to expect, but he didn’t so his expectations were wrong, and I just let it flow right on past me.

i got a little upset that he was rude to me, but i didn’t get flustered that i had upset him, which is how i would normally view it… that i upset him. but no, he upset himself by not paying attention… his problem.

and i didn’t get very upset about him being rude either, still his problem.

in front of me there is a mug that chantelle gave me a couple of years ago… it says:

peace. it does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. it means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart. and that’s how i feel! woo!