Twice today already (and it isn't even noon yet!) I've broken my New Year's Resolution to not apologize. I apologized to my suitemate for talking too long and too much to her this morning, which she waved away graciously, and I apologized to my dad about them having to drive to the doctor's office this morning for no good reason since they have to go back again at 2pm (since Leo won't be back in time afterall). I said, "I'm sorry if you're annoyed about the wasted trip down there" but my aging father heard "I'm sorry THAT you are annoyed" which actually did annoy him until I repeated the "IF" part of my apology.
You see? I just get myself in more trouble. And I want to say I'm sorry about that. Maybe if somebody slapped me everytime I said the word sorry...kind of reminds me of that last line from Flannery O'Connor's short story "A Good Man is Hard to Find":
"She would of been a good woman," The Misfit said, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life."