The ride to the big city was awkward, and there was clearly tension.
During dinner she seemed annoyed by everything and automatically shut me down every time I tried to make conversation. Yet she had the nerve to blame me for the awkwardness and kept insisting that it was my responsibility to come up with good conversation. Only to shoot me down if I said anything else.
She said that I was getting overwhelmingly annoying, and she didn't know why. (Huh what about that huge fight we left unresolved, and just brushed underneath the carpet....) She kept saying she didn't know what the point was of us staying together. All I could do was shrug my shoulders. At one point she started aggressively blaming the awkwardness of the night on me, to which I lost my cool and replied with "how are we supposed to have a good conversation, if you keep ignoring or belittling everything I say!". At this point she said that we should not discuss that in the restaurant, we dropped it for the night.
Afterwards we went to a movie, but got there way early. So we went for a walk, it was really nice, and we were having a good time. Of course she couldn't let that happen! So she brought up that if we didn't work out she would have to do one of two things. Either do porn, or rejoin the military. I have heard this dumb speech before so I didn't pay much attention to it. Long story short the speech goes along the lines of I don't want to do porn, but the military is soo restrictive, and her feet are still bad, that it seems like the only logical choice is porn. I'm not sure if she tries to get a rise out of me with this speech, or is looking for pity but I gave her neither.
I calmly told her: Well you know what my recommendation would be, and that you don't have to even get to that point. Ultimately though it's your choice, and despite you saying you don't want it you seem to have made up your mind on which of the two is better. She then tried to explain her position (why porn seemed better) I told her: It is your decision, it will affect you, not me so you don't have to convince me. I think I handled this quite well...
She said sorry for bringing it up and I changed the subject, about a minute later we went back in and we both got cherry icee's. She seemed in such a good mood after getting her frozen treat. (I love how she is such a little kid sometimes, I guess the flipside of that is being immature). The rest of the night went well we watched the movie, and took the long drive home. We listened to our favorite bands together (which I know is major bonding time for us). When we got home there was a package waiting for us, it was some bags she had ordered. She seemed overexcited and modeled the bags she got for me for a couple of minutes before we both got ready and went to bed.
