And What Do I Do When I'm Mad?

I have some bad habits. I don't think the list is too long, but it could fill a page, single spaced, size 8 Times New Roman font. That doesn't matter though. I'm sure we'll hit on a lot of those habits throughout my blogging life.

But here's one that we can hit on today: Do you know what I do when I'm mad? Oh, you don't even want to know, but I'll tell you anyway.

Let me back it up with a very vague story so I don't feel like I'm gossiping or talking badly about someone behind his/her back: Someone, whom I have only met once, but contributed to part of my life for a year and four months, did something that just made me mad. I'm over it now (mostly), but let me tell you what I did during my three hours of anger:

When I'm mad, I don't like it when people get to me and I know that any situation can be dropped easily, but I really like to think about how mad I am. And this morning, that's what I did. Thought about how mad I was. I even called my sister in a stalkerish manner (4 times) and she has yet to call me back....

Next, I stare at myself in the mirror and think about how pretty I am. I figured that I'm gorgeous and the person that I'm mad at is ug. For some reason that makes me feel better. (Note: I would do this even if Heidi Klum made me mad)

After that, I bake. Today I already completely deep cleaned my kitchen for baking, baked zucchini bread, and am nearly done with my cranberry gem cookies. I'll tell you how that turns out.

Then finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I called my dad. He told me what I already knew: that I was being silly and should just drop it. I did. I'm over it.

Then I continued baking and wrote a blog post about my experience. (See Amanda, I said blog post and not blog)

I feel better.