Yesterday I turned to Bloody Good Chap and said “I’m angry, I feel like picking a fight with you.” He smiled at me, like the chilled country boy he is, and then held up his hand for me to punch it. So I did, then after a while of punching I announced that I wanted to have a tantrum.
I had no reason for being angry or frustrated about anything, I just was.
In the past, I would have found a reason to genuinely pick a fight with BGC, but this time I was only joking. Though the urge was definitely still there.
Then my mind started to list all the reasons why I could be angry. There’s this friend that did this, and this person that did this, and bla bla bla. I started telling BGC about them and did a little angry fit dance. He just laughed at me and said “do you want a horse ride?”
I cocked my head to the side as I considered the offer, then nodded.
BGC got down on his hands and knees on the carpet and I jumped on his back and then he walked me round the house until I was laughing too much to be angry.
He’s never done that before, I have no idea where it came from, but it did the trick!
So the moral of the story, as with all Project Self posts?
[bctt tweet=”Don’t take your mind too seriously.”]
And get on Tinder, there must surely be other Bloody Good Chaps out there, waiting there in the haystack.