I was running late this morning because I wanted just 15 more minutes in my nice warm bed. Then as I went to start the cars, I saw that there were 4 inches of snow on top of them, so I was now even later.
I ran back inside to grab my purse, was running out the door and then it hit me... I turned to Matt and said, "Shoot...I forgot makeup!" Then the dreaded question..."Do I really need it today?" What was Matt's response? Without even hesitating he says, "Yea you do...especially around your eyes."
I was so mad! How dare he tell me that I needed makeup today...especially around my eyes! I stomped to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror I saw my eyes did look tired, but that didn't matter. With each stroke of eyeshadow I was getting angrier and angrier...feeling shabbier and shabbier. Anger is ugly...and makeup can't cover that up!
I stomped out the door with Matt trailing behind me and I hear him say, "Remember that you asked me if you needed makeup." Well I didn't want to hear that either...
As I was driving to work what he said kept drifting through my head "Remember that you asked me...". I had asked him if I needed makeup. But in my mind I was asking, "Do you think I'm beautiful even though I don't have makeup on and my eyes look tired." I didn't want to hear the answer to the question that I had verbalized...I wanted to know the answer to the question in my heart...and Matt should have been able to read my mind! Or so I mistakenly thought.
The more and more I thought through what had happened, the more it hit me how wrong I had been. It was a simple question I had asked that could have had a simple response on my part...but I blew it out of proportion and caused strife between my husband and I. I could have chosen to say, "Thank you for telling me the truth" and quickly put on some eyeshadow and mascara. It would have saved me from a lot of ugliness and apologizing!