So, after running yesterday morning, I spent the entire day helping my husband with projects around the house. We worked all day and in the end, we were proud of ourselves for finishing the house and getting it cleaned. Thus, we decided to show the place off and invited a few people over for a couple of celebratory drinks.
Okay, things got out of hand.
By the end of the night, one person was angry over being constantly teased (you say something stupid once in this group and it never dies, so I can understand his frustration), one person was crying, and one person left without his pants on (a little incident with Scope in places where they shouldn't be -- explaining that one is just too hard). My husband made up for being sober on Thursday and had a little too much and is still in bed.
Me? I'm fine: I didn't get angry, I didn't cry, I managed to keep my pants on, and I feel fine this morning. But it has me puzzling over why every time we have people over things escalate like that. It doesn't happen at other people's houses.
Anyhoo, I'm thinking that today will be a well-deserved rest day. Rest from running, rest from chores, rest from work. I'm gonna chill out, read my book, maybe watch a movie.