My husband and I went to a party last night. I asked him if he new where we were going. He said "yes, sorta of". Not wanting to be controlling I let it go. We drove on a major street, made every right turn, drove further, made every right turn still could not find the location of the party. The more we drove around the more my pain increased. We tried to call someone at the party. Their phone was forwarded. We went home not caring if we attended because our day had been so full. But I was physically hurting. I wrote about this last night but find I am still confused. I did not like wandering around. I felt out of control which made me anxious. I was irritated with myself for not pushing harder for my husband to write down the address. Perfectionism kicking in. Was I angry with my husband? I don't think so. I think I was angry with myself for being out of control and needing to be perfect. Maybe I was angry with him but being a husband pleaser i wouldn't say anything. Plus I am so hard on myself I don't like to be hard on others for their mistakes. By morning most my pain was gone.... yeah! But it is all smooshed together together.