Getting Back on Track…

Katherine was out of town when she texted me several days ago.

Basically, her text informed me that her way was the right way and I was wrong…

That would be fine, if it wasn’t the fact that she and I have been working on these joint projects together — for several years, now — and what she wrote totally disregarded and disrespected my position.  She implied that I was incapable of achieving her level of awesomeness...

So, yeah… I had an issue with what she wrote.  I'm funny like that.  

I wrote back, telling her as much… 

She never responded.

Since I thought we had a major issue to resolve between us, I was a bit tense when — days later — we were to meet over our projects.  If we couldn’t respect each other’s views, then I saw a need for an exit strategy.

As I walk in for our meeting, I see Katherine relaxed on the couch.  She realizes that I’m tense, but has no idea why.  She asks where I was in my cycle… wondering if I was PMS-ing or something.

I ask her to re-read her last text to me.

She does… and agrees that she could see how I could become upset with what she wrote.  

She would like me to forget about the text.  Pretend it never existed — that she never sent it.

She admits that it was a terribly worded text and it does not represent what she was trying to say. 

She explains what was going on and what she was feeling when she wrote it, and what she really meant to say…  The way it came out was not what she was meaning to say.

As she explains herself better, it reaffirms the wisdom behind giving her the role of speaker — and giving me the role of writer...

At the end of it all, we’re still on the same page; we’re still on track and ready to move forward. 

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