Am I crazy...?
Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2018 2:38 pm
My baby girl loves carrots.
The other day I had come home late from work. Tired and hungry, I decided to cook some spaghetti. It was nothing impressive, just average frozen spaghetti. I noticed there were diced carrots.
Just after I finished the late meal, the thought that my child would have wanted some carrots struck me hard. Guilt crushed me in a second. The rational bit of me whispered, "This is insane, she was already fed and tucked in when I got home, no way she would have wanted the carrots." But still. I don't think anyone would believe this -my wife didn't believe me when I told her- I curled up on the kitchen floor and cried only because I ate the carrots. Wife said, "You're telling me, you had a meltdown over something this trivial?"
The subject is a rhetorical question. Thanks to whoever read this madness.
The other day I had come home late from work. Tired and hungry, I decided to cook some spaghetti. It was nothing impressive, just average frozen spaghetti. I noticed there were diced carrots.
Just after I finished the late meal, the thought that my child would have wanted some carrots struck me hard. Guilt crushed me in a second. The rational bit of me whispered, "This is insane, she was already fed and tucked in when I got home, no way she would have wanted the carrots." But still. I don't think anyone would believe this -my wife didn't believe me when I told her- I curled up on the kitchen floor and cried only because I ate the carrots. Wife said, "You're telling me, you had a meltdown over something this trivial?"
The subject is a rhetorical question. Thanks to whoever read this madness.