My girlfriend and I only see each other about every other weekend. A week or so ago we agreed to go to a noontime concert today. We were each going to take a half day off work, meet at the concert and have a bite to eat afterward. This has been a difficult week for me for reasons I have shared elsewhere on DS and for reasons I shared with my girlfriend too. One of those reasons is that she and I live pretty far apart we both have kids, so our time together is scarce and our time alone together is even rarer. Things sort of culminated yesterday when I felt really blue all day long. Fortunately I was busy at work and that took my mind off my dark mood, but the sadness and anger were still palpable. So while I was working and feeling sorry for myself, I neglected to respond to my GF's emails and calls. Later that evening I called her. She wasn't happy and the call didn't go well. So today at the concert, everything starts okay; concert was good. Then we had lunch. After we ate, she tells me that she felt I didn't hear her last night during our phone call. Apparently she was very anxious and worried, something she didn't make clear to me during last night's phone conversation. So after lunch today, she pretty much chewed me out for not being insensitive. I acknowledged that I was too deep in my own stuff to be aware of her feelings. But I also told her she didn't make her feelings clear to me. We talked about it and I asked her if she would come home with me. We could have had a few hours together before I had to pick up my kids. And she said she would rather go home. I felt rejected and abandoned. So I called her right after she left and told her how I felt. She said sorry, but didn't change her mind about coming over. So I haven't been alone with her since Sunday and I won't be alone with her again until maybe Wednesday. That's ten days! I feel like I'm in the doghouse, like she's punishing me. Any ideas about what's going on with me and her?
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