WAW - Very confused and devestated - pt 5

[confusedinpa]

I had a really good visit with my friends. They were both surprised how I rounded the corner in my woe's me attitude (I saw them last Thursday). They were both really amazed at my change. My friends wife reminded me how a few weeks ago, they were both telling me to be me but I didn't know who that was anymore.

They were both extremely impressed/proud of how I found me again. They have both known me longer almost as long as I have known my wife. They saw how I was not exactly the person they knew a long time ago, nor the same as the emotionless person over the past several years, but really see how I've evolved into a much fuller person. I felt really good with my visit. I only got sad when I shared with them what my oldest said to me the other night. It was a great visit, as it felt like just a nice visit with friends, not a visit for me to vent/cry.

However, did she have a bad day. She had cramps real bad and the audit she was suppose to complete today didn't get done because she didn't get the report or data in time.

She was really stressing. We talked in the car on the way to dinner (our Friday tradition is to go out for dinner as a family). The boys were talking and having a good time with each other in the back while we talked.

She vented and fumed about all the mishaps and frustrations of the day. I empathized and tried to comfort her. She actually cried about how bad her day was.

I was tried to be compassionate but I didn't let her mood get me down. We got to the resturant and I had an awesome dinner. Great seafood and pasta. The boys really like their pasta with cheese sauce (a very high end macaroni and cheese). She had a steak tip wrap, which she said was very good. She ordered a martini and I had my captain morgan and coke.

On the way home, she was really uncomfortable as she had cramps really bad and she felt bloated and stuffed. She actually unbuttoned her pants to feel more comfortable in the car. I joked to make sure she remembered to button them back up - one time her button broke and she wound up showing her thong to everyone in the parking lot. She laughed and just said she felt so bloated she doubted her pants we go anywhere.

When we got home, I changed both kids to their pj's to go to bed.

After we tucked them in and she said prayers with them, she came into our bedroom and said she was going to bed as she had enough of today. I gave her a light hug and kiss on the check and wished her goodnite and hope she felt better.

She went to bed at 8:55 PM. She had a bad day.

I do feel bad for her for having a bad day. I do love her and do not want her to be feeling that bad/sad. My day was actually pretty good and I still am happy about how my day went. I am a little conflicted as I don't feel guilty about that. Should I?