PISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSED
NO MORE ENSURE!!! Jill took me off my Ensure supplements today!!! Just enlive now!!!!
That was my good news of the day. Other good news is that I had dinner with a friend from Reflections- though I don’t think I’m going to do that again. She doesn’t shut up and I just can’t deal with her one on one.
When I got home I noticed that Carlos’ bike was not here, but his helmet and car keys were. Obviously he rode his bike somewhere. Then I remembered he said his mom was going to take him to dinner. Bottomline he rode his new bike to his mothers house (like 5 miles). I didn’t care that he rode his bike and went there, it just really bothers me that he did NOT wear his helmet. He has scars from riding his bike in High School.
He asked me to pick him up. I said I would have to drive his car and that I had just changed into pj’s and was not going to put on real clothes. He told me to put on clothes. I was pissed. I changed my pants and put on a hoodie and left. I also told him that I did not want to go inside when I picked him up. He asked me ‘what’s your deal?’ First off, who says that to their wife? Some nicer words could have been used. I told him I am tired of people and don’t want to see anyone. When I got him and we were driving home (he drove home) he said something along the lines of, you didn’t have to pick me up, my mother could of driven me home. Well wouldn’t that of been fucking nice to of known BEFORE I drove there. I didn’t want to fucking go in the first god damn mother fucking place.
When we got home just a few minutes ago, I sat down at my desk to finish what I was doing prior to leaving and Carlos threw a paper on my desk saying, “here is the list my mom made”. This is the list I had asked to be completed by Sept 1st for our wedding. A list of people I wanted her to give me with names of people, number of people in that family that would be invited, and put them in order of who HAS to be invited and the one’s that could be left out if we had too many people we wanted to invite. I also asked her to list them in order of importance and tell me which ones’ most likely will not come because of the distance. What did I get? A piece of paper with names handwritten on it. Yes they are numbered 1-19…but in addition to some names, next to it is says & Family. Well how many are in that fucking family? Then Carlos tells me that his mom said that not all of them may come because of tickets etc and will wait for the invitation. AHHHHH This is NOTHING near what I asked for. I needed an ESTIMATE. Is she a FUCKING IDIOT!? And Carlos too for that matter.
I am so fucking pissed off. Upset. Crying. Hating myself. I just want to fucking scream and rip someone’s god damn head off right now.
And to boot….I think carlos walked in and went to bed. Nothing like how was your day, thank you for picking me up, lets watch tv, NOTHING.
That was my good news of the day. Other good news is that I had dinner with a friend from Reflections- though I don’t think I’m going to do that again. She doesn’t shut up and I just can’t deal with her one on one.
When I got home I noticed that Carlos’ bike was not here, but his helmet and car keys were. Obviously he rode his bike somewhere. Then I remembered he said his mom was going to take him to dinner. Bottomline he rode his new bike to his mothers house (like 5 miles). I didn’t care that he rode his bike and went there, it just really bothers me that he did NOT wear his helmet. He has scars from riding his bike in High School.
He asked me to pick him up. I said I would have to drive his car and that I had just changed into pj’s and was not going to put on real clothes. He told me to put on clothes. I was pissed. I changed my pants and put on a hoodie and left. I also told him that I did not want to go inside when I picked him up. He asked me ‘what’s your deal?’ First off, who says that to their wife? Some nicer words could have been used. I told him I am tired of people and don’t want to see anyone. When I got him and we were driving home (he drove home) he said something along the lines of, you didn’t have to pick me up, my mother could of driven me home. Well wouldn’t that of been fucking nice to of known BEFORE I drove there. I didn’t want to fucking go in the first god damn mother fucking place.
When we got home just a few minutes ago, I sat down at my desk to finish what I was doing prior to leaving and Carlos threw a paper on my desk saying, “here is the list my mom made”. This is the list I had asked to be completed by Sept 1st for our wedding. A list of people I wanted her to give me with names of people, number of people in that family that would be invited, and put them in order of who HAS to be invited and the one’s that could be left out if we had too many people we wanted to invite. I also asked her to list them in order of importance and tell me which ones’ most likely will not come because of the distance. What did I get? A piece of paper with names handwritten on it. Yes they are numbered 1-19…but in addition to some names, next to it is says & Family. Well how many are in that fucking family? Then Carlos tells me that his mom said that not all of them may come because of tickets etc and will wait for the invitation. AHHHHH This is NOTHING near what I asked for. I needed an ESTIMATE. Is she a FUCKING IDIOT!? And Carlos too for that matter.
I am so fucking pissed off. Upset. Crying. Hating myself. I just want to fucking scream and rip someone’s god damn head off right now.
And to boot….I think carlos walked in and went to bed. Nothing like how was your day, thank you for picking me up, lets watch tv, NOTHING.
Replies