I just don't get it. I busted my ass today. We got back our tax return, I booked my son and my flight to go see him (he lives in WA and is deploying- We lived there with him but moved to NY after the A), bought the stuff the baby needs for when we go there (portacrib, carseat, highchair), ran to the back to wire him some money, spent all freakin evening picking out new perfect promise/posey bands and got them engraved and got him a very nice and appropriate card. Well I drew a blank at the bank while transferring money to him about what our old house number was (just moved there). I called him a baziollion times and he didnt answer. So I winged it (just the street number) and I was wrong. Which isnt a biggie I can fix it tomorrow because it wont go thru to Monday. And what does he do when I FINALLY 3 hours later get a hold of him, he yells at me!! WTF!?!? I called and called and he didn't answer. Not my fault! So now I am pissed off that he was so freakin rude and he has no freakin idea what I did today!! He was soo busy being nasty to me he didnt even freakin ask!! So I hung up and wont answer. Probably childish but I feel hurt!!
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