- 6 years ago
nothing. There is nothing to say.
I woke up Monday morning, SO told me happy birthday, we fooled around before work, but no gift, no card, no nothing. He actually told me he had nothing for me and asked me again what I wanted for my birthday. I told him again what I wanted. I went to work, went out with the girls, came home, still nothing. I asked him about the thing I wanted and he said he didn’t have it, if he did he would’ve had it ready for me when I got home. I think this is where I told him worse case, he could just take me shopping (details are a little fuzzy).
Tuesday he’s off of work. His family is coming over for dinner, and a quick birthday celebration. I come home from work to pretty flowers (though it stings a little bit because I know they are super cheap), a card, and that’s it. Nothing. When his mom asks him about my gift from him, he tells her that I just wanted him to take me shopping. Uhm, what? That was how I found out there was no gift.
So… in the last 2 months, we have celebrated 3 things with zero gifts to open on either occasion. First one? His birthday in July. We rented a beach house for a week, which pretty much WAS his birthday gift. I bought him a pair of shoes while we were there and we went out and mini-golfed and go-karted on his birthday. Our anniversary was a week ago, and we didn’t exchange anything, but just went to dinner. And now this, my birthday. A card and flowers after for over the last week I asked for one thing (btw – I asked for a memory foam mattress topper, multiple times).
I can’t help but think that there’s something wrong with this picture. Like, we’ve become just so incredible comfortable that we’re now lazy. I know we love each other, so what’s wrong with us? And even more concerning? I know that marriage is important to me and I would at some point like him to step up to the plate and propose, and if he doesn’t even have enough initiative to get me a birthday gift? I’m sure you can see where I’m going with this… AND, the card he got me was really cute and sweet, but even that stung. It was a card with a picture of my favorite kind of dog that I’ve always talked about wanting to get one day, and inside he said “maybe for your birthday in a couple of years we can get you the real thing”. While this was very sweet, all I could think was how in a couple of years I wanted to start thinking about children. Not puppies…
Ah, *sigh*. This 7 year itch thing really is real. I’ve been a miserable mess for at least the last month. Thanks for listening 🙂