Sunday was a pretty awesome day, and it ended up with Hannah and me more or less cuddling on the sofa while Emma and Devon were piled into a chair meant for one as we watched Star Wars movies.
Monday… not so great. There was a pretty bad miscommunication between Hannah and me because her phone was dead. In sum, she and Devon finished their site visit and came to the apartment and hung out a little while before Devon headed off to walk Emma home. By then, she had her phone charged and called me.
Based on the last message she sent me from her MacBook, I had been waiting for her at the office since around 3:30, so about 2 hours. Her whole explanation was sensible. Nevertheless, it was pretty disappointing. Although I didn’t have Devon’s number, he has mine. She could have used his phone to let me know plans had changed.
Being miffed about it seems really immature, and in the big scheme of things, it really wasn’t much of anything. I’ve always heard that you can’t control what others do, only how you react to it.
My reaction options? I can say something about how I feel and probably make Hannah feel sad or mad or both. Or, I can just work on the feelings (which I don’t think I should have anyway) and try to convince myself it was nothing, which my thoughts actually believe.
I think that’s the best reaction: work on my feelings privately and move on.
As for moving on, last week, Mr. Robertson assigned Hannah and I to take on another design project. This is for a Long Island warehouse, a lighting grid, all the supports and mounting hardware for a totally new lighting system. The electrical engineers and architects etc. fixtures, bulbs, wires, etc. Hannah and I will be designing what will hold all the new lights up.
We go out this morning together to… you know what we do… take measurements and look at the old blueprints, if they have them. I’m really looking forward to spending the day with her, plus, we’ll learn a lot doing the project.
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