So I am an awful girlfriend and today I sort of had a big fat fucking temper tantrum in the middle of Epcot. All this spoiling and first class flying is turning me into a brat. Last night I was on the phone with my sisters really late into the night telling them about Cirque. Talking to Danielle about how stuff is going at home. What they're eating. How school is coming along. What they're doing after school. What it's like going on vacation with a boy. That bathtub.
Then I had a really bad night's sleep. I was basically awake every single hour through the night and woke up for good disgustingly early. Cranky does not even start to cover it. Getting an espresso helped a little and we went to Epcot. After seeing a bunch of "countries" we started talking about lunch. We haven't really been eating healthy and I am craving fruits and vegetables. Not just pizza with veggies on it. Not just a salad. Not just a fruit smoothie. Real vegetables. Like from a health food store.
Josh and I walked around to look at our options. Even if I'd gotten fish, it'd be cooked in tons of butter, if not breaded and fried. I just wanted to eat something pure. Josh kept asking what I wanted, because he was hungry, and I kept saying I didn't know, because nothing looked good. Finally he yelled at me to just pick something. So I yelled back that I DID pick something, and he just hadn't listened when I told him what I wanted.
Some well-meaning yet totally clueless tourist was overhearing us, and decided it would be helpful to get involved. "Hon, why don't you just forget all about your spat and go to Germany?" She nodded towards "Germany" and smiled encouragingly. All the rage I felt towards Florida for not having vegetables spewed out at the tourist. "I don't care about Germany!"
She got very offended. Told me her ancestors were from there. Josh knew nothing good would come from continuing the conversation so he thanked her for her suggestion and dragged me away. He told me we would go home and he'd find me food. We went back to the resort place. I laid down and promptly fell asleep. Josh woke me up an hour and a half later. He'd taken a cab to and from a supermarket and bought baby carrots, broccoli, green pepper, cauliflower, sunflower seeds, a bunch of fruit and bakery bread. Josh bought himself potato chips and a deli sandwich. We ate lunch, I apologized for freaking out, and we went back to Epcot. I felt a thousand times better.