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my bf and i have been together going on 3 years soon. the 1st v-day we could have had together, he was in Iraq. the 2nd V-day we could have had together he was put on barracks duty. So this was our 3rd V-day and we Finally get to be together for it. so i had to have the genius idea of telling him we should do something special together, like actually get each other cards, flowers, and eat out at one of our fav restaurants. oh gosh i should have known better.
the roses were awesome the cards were awesome, he was so sweet... and even dinner was awesome. but then we get home. and that's where shit just goes to hell. we were watchin some stupid tv show on about aphrodisiacs like muscles and asparagus... i was just jokin around with him and next thing we know we end up in a huge argument! i stayed calm thru all of it but he started yelling at me!! and you all know how yelling and FIbro work together, it hurts like hell!! i still remain calm and try to find out what the hell the problem is. things just escalated to me throwing his stuff out in the hall and gues what he did next! he calls his freakin mom up who is sleeping all the way in Texas (different time zone) and bitches to her about the whole thing!!! WTF?! he actually told her that she should talk some sense into me!!
anyways, i tried to get him to sleep on the couch so i could get some peace of mind, but he refused. whatever. needless to say, i only got 2-3 hrs of sleep and you know how that goes with us fibromites! we feel like absolute shit the next day!!!! GRRR!
so we get up this morn (i had to get up anyway and take my handfull of pills) and we talk it out. but guess what happened when we walked out side to look at his truck, it had a FLAT tire! no shit flat on the rim. so, being that he has not ever changed a tire before in his 28 yrs of life i help him and guide him thru it. afterwards he had the balls to ask me to get dressed and take him to the freakin auto shop to get it fixed. i'm like "hell no! i've only had 2-3 hrs of sleep because of last night!!" and he says back to me "so??? so have i!" as if i'm some kind of normal healthy person! wtf. so i get my freakin clothes on and go out to the truck just for him to tell me to go back to bed. wtf! whatever...
sorry for the long rant. i feel like shit and i'm goin to bed. thanks for takin the time to read all this. so what's y'all's v-day disasters n things? i'm gonna crawl back into bed and then check on y'all later. thanks!
the roses were awesome the cards were awesome, he was so sweet... and even dinner was awesome. but then we get home. and that's where shit just goes to hell. we were watchin some stupid tv show on about aphrodisiacs like muscles and asparagus... i was just jokin around with him and next thing we know we end up in a huge argument! i stayed calm thru all of it but he started yelling at me!! and you all know how yelling and FIbro work together, it hurts like hell!! i still remain calm and try to find out what the hell the problem is. things just escalated to me throwing his stuff out in the hall and gues what he did next! he calls his freakin mom up who is sleeping all the way in Texas (different time zone) and bitches to her about the whole thing!!! WTF?! he actually told her that she should talk some sense into me!!
anyways, i tried to get him to sleep on the couch so i could get some peace of mind, but he refused. whatever. needless to say, i only got 2-3 hrs of sleep and you know how that goes with us fibromites! we feel like absolute shit the next day!!!! GRRR!
so we get up this morn (i had to get up anyway and take my handfull of pills) and we talk it out. but guess what happened when we walked out side to look at his truck, it had a FLAT tire! no shit flat on the rim. so, being that he has not ever changed a tire before in his 28 yrs of life i help him and guide him thru it. afterwards he had the balls to ask me to get dressed and take him to the freakin auto shop to get it fixed. i'm like "hell no! i've only had 2-3 hrs of sleep because of last night!!" and he says back to me "so??? so have i!" as if i'm some kind of normal healthy person! wtf. so i get my freakin clothes on and go out to the truck just for him to tell me to go back to bed. wtf! whatever...
sorry for the long rant. i feel like shit and i'm goin to bed. thanks for takin the time to read all this. so what's y'all's v-day disasters n things? i'm gonna crawl back into bed and then check on y'all later. thanks!
Tim and I don't celebrate Valentine's day anymore after our disaster about 5 yrs ago. A nice night out ended up costing us nearly $500.
Needless to say, we now celebrate Sweetest's Day on Oct 20 instead.
You did good keeping you cool though. Good for you.
Hubby and I don't celebrate Valentine's day ether, after 23 years of being together. The only thing I would ask for was a box of chocolates, lol but this year, I can't eat chocolate's any more, and not into the fake sugar ones. We did in the earlier years, all ways cost too much and would usually end bad. :-(
Sending you warm, caring thoughts, Sherrall
Hope your feeling better.
Did you actually talk to his mom?
I don't think we've ever had a certified disaster for V-Day, but we got out of the habit of celebrating it years ago, and usually just choose to spend a quiet evening at home. This time, we planned to have fondue, which we usually reserve for company, just for the two of us.
The day kind of got away from us, and we decided to put that off and watch a movie at home.
I guess the important thing for us is that we say "I love you" every day, and we have such an amazing relationship (don't be envious - it took me four times to get it right LOL) that we just don't need to "celebrate" it just because there is a particular day set aside for it.
I'm sorry you had such a sh**ty evening and I hope he comes to his senses and realizes what a wonderful Valentine you are.
I'm sure you two will sort things out.
The fondue story reminded me of the time I decided to have my first fondue dinner. Well, I overfilled the metho underneath and didn't think much of the fact I had spilled it..... until I lit the damn thing and the tablecloth underneath caught fire, lol. oops!
i guess y'all are right about not celebrating it. thanks for letting me know that you don't, it helps me feel better about the decision lol.
lol about the fondue stories! and thanks for all the hugs and care... you all rock! this is the best place to come to when i feel like crap.
and he says I never see his side of the situation. HA! he never sees my side. always wants me to listen to him, since he thinks he's the expert. bah....we're both unemployed, like no money, and he's talkin' he wants a kid...NOW. I called him an idiot! told him it wouldn't be fair to bring a kid in to this, when I have no healthcare, and no money. he just refuses to listen what's goin' on in my head! argh, he's pissin' me off so badly!
Rap, i'm sorry you been throwing up and stuff... sounds brutal. but i would rather be in your situation than be in a bad argument like the one we had. those stress me out too much. the next day my pulse was 120 just sitting down! God only knows what it was when i was going up the stairs. good thing i'll be seeing the cardiologist soon, to figure out what's wrong.
Zee and everyone else, thanks for for being so supportive. it's nice to know that i'm not alone in having a disastrous v-day. though i'm not quite sure if that's supposed to be a good thing or bad thing lol.