- 7 years ago
- Wedding: October 2009
Spinoff from CaitMarie!!
Ugh, so I love my husband, but sometimes I think he has bricks for brains. He said he was going to the junkyard to get a piece for our truck, I told him I was going to Fedex. So he calls be about 1.5 hours later to tell me that he was done at the junkyard but had to go to a friends to pick up a couple tools he let him borrow a couple weeks ago. But first, he was going to come home and get cleaned up. I was home by this point, and said ok see you soon. An hour goes by, and he hasn’t called, texted or come home. I get kind of worried, and call him. I ask him where he is, and he’s at the friends house. Ummm, so why did you tell me that you were coming home first before you went there, and then just decided to go there instead??? He said he didn’t realize that I was home, and swore I had told him that I was doing something else before going home. Well, I did. I went to the grocery store too, but I didn’t even metnion that cuz I thought up what I wanted to do for dinner while I was printing stuff at Fedex. So I yell at him for not at least texting me that he changed his mind, and told him he needed to get his ass home so I could punch him in the face for 2 reasons: #1, telling me that he was doing something and doing the complete opposite, and #2, for not texting me to tell me he changed his mind. plus, I hate when he has totally separate conversations then the one that actually took place (him thinking I said I had somewhere else to go when I clearly didn’t say that, I only went to the grocery store cuz I knew I still had time to kill before he got home).
I honestly wouldn’t have cared if he did, but not saying anything got me worried and cranky, cuz I was waiting on him to eat something for lunch! I get really cranky when I’m hungry, so I was not happy. So now he’s on his way home, after telling me he’s sorry a billion times, so I can yell at him a little bit and possibly push him down the steps/punch him in the face (FYI, I really am not going to do this, it helps convey my anger. We are certainly not abusive towards each other, I don’t want people to get the wrong idea). I’m ok now, cuz I ate something after getting off the phone with him, but man he wasted an hour of my time that I was waiting on him where I could have been getting other stuff done, or making my lunch. I told him he better not be hungry when he gets home, cuz I ain’t feeding hiim! Ugh, men…