I’ve never ever walked away from a game before. Never. Every game I’ve watched – and I’ll fess up and say I’ve only missed one game and even that I followed the scoreboard for – I’ve sat through. Throughout all of these embarrassing games, I was there sitting in front of the TV watching ever second of it. I felt guilty about walking away, even if I knew what the result was going to be, so I stayed through all 60 painful minutes.
Tonight I just walked away for the first time.
I feel guilty – very guilty – but I’m exhausted from a week of not sleeping well and I’m already coming down with a cold and I feel like crap right now. I feel like I’m abandoning my guys and I feel like if the scoreboard was different, maybe I’d be still sitting there regardless of the hour. Maybe not. I don’t know. I can’t even think straight right now, I feel that crappy….
I’m torn between whether I walked away because I really care about my health or if I walked away because I couldn’t take the pain of seeing the Oilers score again and again and again. The thing is, I’m not even that upset anymore. I’m past that stage. But it’s still painful when you see this happen.
I’m sowwy. I still love my Habbies!
To sleep I go where I will definitely be dreaming of happier things. Wish I could say the same for Price.