Allow me to quote a bit of Shakespeare on this fine morning, from one of my all-time favourite movies, Much Ado About Nothing:
Leonato: Neighbors, you are tedious.
Dogberry: It pleases your worship to say so, but we are only the poor Duke’s officers; truly, for my own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find in my heart to bestow it all on your worship.
(I love that movie. It is beyond awesome. But I digress.)
Well, I wake this morning to find myself a bit of a Dogberry, having been quite tedious to a poor unsuspecting virtual neighour last evening.
(“What the hell are you saying?” you ask yourself at this point in the story. “Speak English, woman, or I shall go look at People.com instead.”)
Okay. So… Yeah. I was a bit of a boob yesterday, and now is my turn to apologize.
Our agency did something really dumb yesterday. I can’t say what, exactly. And it was an honest mistake but still… really dumb. Anyway, I was all ranty and peevish and waving my fist at the world in righteous indignation.
Call it misdirected frustration at this endless wait for a referral. Whatever.
Anyway, did I react in a rational manner? Did I take a cool and considered look at the issue and address it appropriately? (As BDH did…)
Oh no I did NOT!
So what did I do instead? Well, I fired off a disjointed missive of futile peevishness via email to another waiting adoptive parent, the awesome and ever-marvellous Nicky. Who, I am sure, looked at this email in her inbox and thought “who is this raving nutbar and why is she bugging ME?”
And so, Miss Nicky, in the cool light of morning, after a cup of coffee, I say: my sincere apologies for venting spleen into your inbox.
Nobody needs to come home from work and find an email from a crazy person. It sets one off one’s dinner.
(Although in my own defense, I was hopped up on sugar from eating a bucketload of Quality Street chocolates. But that is no excuse!!)
So, to continue on the Shakespearean fool theme, take comfort in the fact that “though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass” and that I will “be condemned into everlasting redemption for this.”
And now that I have issued a most necessary apology — Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
Oh… “And Master, sir, do not forget to specify, when time and place shall assert, that I am an ass.”
(And you thought you wouldn’t learn anything by reading this blog. HA!)