Ok, I was about to say that I also would not do much other than be myself...and then I realized that "myself" is a hopeless romantic who is ridiculously, head-over-heels in love. And I also realized, that this past week I actually DID do a very very stupid thing for love.
Last week, my boyfriend Jim, decided that he was going to stop talking to me. This is very easy to do, considering that he's in New Orleans and I'm in Roanoke, VA. That's about 860 miles away. He carried on like this, with me leaving sobbing (once, drunken) voice-mail messages, just plain ignoring my calls, blocked me on AIM, the whole deal. I'm not going to get into why, because...well, it's kind of between us...anyway, this, understandably, pissed me off.
I got SO mad on Sunday night, after he officially been not talking to me for a week, that I packed a bag, got my money together, printed out MapQuest directions, made a few "driving" cd's, and on Monday morning, bright and early, got in my truck to drive, by myself, the 14 hours through Virginia, Tennessee, Georgia, Alabama, Mississipi and Louisiana...entirely to yell at him. It took me twelve hours. I had this whole empassioned, angry speech practiced that I was going to do when he opened his dorm room door...but I decided halfway through Mississippi that since it was raining and dark, I wasn't going to stop until New Orleans. By the time I got there I had to use the restroom so bad I was doing that little dance. So he opens the door, and I'm just like "I have to pee, move!" (Everything's ok now, I yelled, he groveled, we played video games and went out to Bourbon and stuff...)
That was a VERY stupid thing to do. I know it. What if I'd had car trouble? What if he hadn't been there when I got there? What if I had run out of gas in Nowheresville, Alabama? What if I got lost? What if I had been kidnapped or had an accident? I didn't think about any of those things. I just knew that apparently, Jim had to be reminded of how much he loves me and how much I love him, and I was going to do it, one way or the other. So I guess I'd do some pretty stupid things for love.