four day weekend

One of the great things about where I work is the work hard/relax often atmosphere. We have all been pushing 50 hour weeks, so this afternoon our boss told us to take tomorrow off and make this a 4-day labor day weekend. Unfortunately, one of the applications I maintain revealed a serious issue this afternoon, so I am still in the office trying to get it fixed. If I don't, the 4-day weekend will be a 4-day work weekend--something no one wants.

As if this evening wasn't crapsy enough, my girlfriend had a dental appointment earlier. The dentist told her not to eat until her mouth was no longer numb. When I called a few minutes ago to tell her I was still at the office, she said she was going to go get some ice cream. I am pretty protective of the people I care about, often to a flaw. I'm not possessive or anything, but I overreact when they do anything even slightly risky.

So I proceeded to PARANOID all over her. It was like OMG IT'S A BOMB!! or YOU'RE GONNA SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT!! only instead it was YOU'LL BITE OFF YOUR TONGUE!!. Because she's not an intelligent adult. With a degree. Who values her tongue. Where the hell does all my crazy come from?

Needless to say, I think she's pissed at me. So here's the public apology she will never actually see:

I'M SORRY I'M AN ALARMIST AND I KNOW YOU DON'T WANT TO EAT YOUR OWN FACE. And I love you <3.