Do You Know How Much I Do For You?? DO YOU??


Don't mind me...I'm sulking.
Pouting.
Feeling neglected.
And I, of course, shouldn't be.
But I am.

I've been gone for 2 days.
I wanted to see my boyfriend tonight.
I knew he'd be working. It's the busiest weekend of the year for him.
I knew he'd been sick all day yesterday and not feeling great today.
But I also thought we had plans for me to meet up with him where he would be working once I got back into town.
So I headed that way, and about half way there, I just got that feeling that I should call him.
So I did...barely catching him as he was headed out somewhere else.
Somewhere I didn't know he had to go to.
Not that THAT mattered..but it started pissing me off that he hadn't called me to tell me that he had to go there.
I assumed that he remembered we'd talked of me meeting him at the other place when I got back into town.
Apparently not.
And he'll be working late getting stuff done at his office that should've been done yesterday when he was sick.

And I know I'm probably just a bit hormonal...
but my g-dmd feelings are hurt.
And he doesn't even have a clue...b/c he doesn't realize he's done anything.

He's been so wonderful lately, and I shouldn't be complaining...
but dmit...I'm mad, and I'm hurt, and I just wanted to spend time with my boyfriend.
And his kid was at his house on Monday when I was there, instead of being at his mom's. Our one night this week when we could've been "kid free".
and I just feel so....taken for granted.
Like an old married couple.
But we're not.
But I guess that's what I get for acting like an old married couple.
Taking care of his every need.
Always being there.
Playing wife.....you know, doing all the work, getting none of the benefits.

*sighgrumblesigh*

I'm just ranting.
Don't mind me.

I just needed to yell...and this is as close as it gets.

I'm just trying not to cry into my bag of potato chips.

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