I can guess what you want, typical male I guess you'll have to wait a while for that one Maybe you'll get it for Christmas
H47 me48 T22 M21 S20 - Got high functioning autism 3/2000 H admits to OW and moves out to live with her 11/2000 H moves back home 2/4/13 H moves out H tells me he wants D 6/13, but now he can't afford to!
Let me start with the good stuff. Dinner was nice, and I have a happy, purring cat on my lap.
But...
To start off with, I screwed up the dates for me dentist appointment. I should have known when they didn't do a reminder call - I think they always do that. It's not easy for my W to get off work and get over here, but given the reason for it all, I can't feel too darn bad.... I was so glad she waited in the car. I actually hovered around in the hallway of the building for 10 minutes, then told a white lie about them having a look and then me having to come back next week at the same time. I used the technique of not volunteering too much info (more on this later).
I'm so scatterbrained because work is like a death-march again and ramping up for worse. I feel completely exhausted again. Haven't been getting in any walking or biking since it got cold, and didn't do any yoga/kettlebell/rower stuff I can do inside at all. In fact, I fell asleep on the couch and got even further behind on work. Trying to decide if I should try to sleep for 10 hrs or load up on caffeine and try to get work done.
Back to the early birthday outing. W was as exhausted as I am so the movie never even came up (we always underestimate how tired we'll be when we make plans). Dinner was nice but as I started on-call today, I was worried about how far I'd gone from home, because I didn't plan for it with the secondary on-call victim.
After dinner, W waited in car while I got some groceries. I had some bottles/cans to feed into the return machines, then it took a long time to find stuff tonight - too tired to rush, and again, I don't like feeling like I have to rush to make things convenient for her. She texted me complaining it had been an hr and she wish she'd been dropped off first. To be fair I did say I was only going to grab a couple things. But a couple things expanded to half a cart (or is it a trolley, NQ and TTD?). She asked if I was almost done and I just texted back "yes." The irony is I was looking for some things she asked me to get for her when she texted.
As soon as I got back in the car, she asked why they didn't do anything too my tooth, and she thought I had to have a root canal, and why should I have to pay for that short appointment, and.... she asks these things in a rapid-fire kind of grumble, so I don't have to worry too much because I usually can't answer a question before the next one is blurted out (she does this during TV shows, too - great practice for my 180s!). I said something about them having to determine if I need a root canal and they needed to take x-rays and have specialist determine it. That's true in a sense - not even sure I need a crown, but experience tells me I will. Oh, the tangled web we weave, when we practice to deceive! But, I was too scared to just say I screwed up and made you ask for time off work to come early. To be fair, I had considered just finding a new dentist within the zone of affordability for the cab service, but she had volunteered to come over when I needed to get to doctor and dentists appointments.
W is parked in bed again, with the other cat and a book. Didn't get a chance, due to tiredness, crabbiness, work, etc. to mention how my back might suffer from another night on the couch... Sometimes I feel it would be less stressful to hit on a stranger than face rejection from WAW.
I'm slipping. I left this post up on computer, didn't lock the screen, and went out to get something from the car! Thanks to the FB activity, I almost typed her name twice, too, instead of the usual W. Not that it would really matter much.
So, not only did I not get that desired b-day gift I didn't even get a hug or mention of my birthday. Never mind a card or any other type of gift.
One other thing. I have been getting short, clipper cuts (buzz cut) on my hair for years. I like it, because my hair is thick, straight, has cowlicks and a mind of it's own (but it's all still there! ). She's made comments over the years about me doing something different. Well, I had the top scissor cut last time and it's longer than it's been in ages. I mentioned it to see if she's maybe say she likes it better, but all she did was grumble that I could go to a real stylist. I prefer an old fashioned barber shop or just one of the chain stores for a buzz cut - even they don't usually screw that up. I said I don't like having to make an appointment and paying three times as much. (Hard to work in the haircut with all the other things I usually do when I do get into town and there's nowhere near there that's open usually when I'm there.) She grumbled something - I think about it not costing three times as much. The old me would have picked up the argument gauntlet. The new me saw it as a battle I don't need to fight.
"Does this need to be said? Does it need to be said right now? Does it need to be said right now, by me?" Wise words indeed, Craig Ferguson.
I just found a birthday card W left for me on the table this morning. Haven't opened yet.... Also, she brought the rest of those dishes over, so I guess I'll stop my whining now.
To start off with, I screwed up the dates for me dentist appointment. I should have known when they didn't do a reminder call - I think they always do that. It's not easy for my W to get off work and get over here, but given the reason for it all, I can't feel too darn bad.... I was so glad she waited in the car. I actually hovered around in the hallway of the building for 10 minutes, then told a white lie about them having a look and then me having to come back next week at the same time. I used the technique of not volunteering too much info (more on this later).
Maybe you could offer to take her to work and pick her up next time so she doesn’t have to take the time off and so you can have the car for the day.
Originally Posted By: MileHigh
I'm so scatterbrained because work is like a death-march again and ramping up for worse. I feel completely exhausted again. Haven't been getting in any walking or biking since it got cold, and didn't do any yoga/kettlebell/rower stuff I can do inside at all. In fact, I fell asleep on the couch and got even further behind on work. Trying to decide if I should try to sleep for 10 hrs or load up on caffeine and try to get work done.
Being over-tired will do that to you. Sleep would be a good option LOL . That caffeine crash can be nasty as well.
Originally Posted By: MileHigh
Back to the early birthday outing. W was as exhausted as I am so the movie never even came up (we always underestimate how tired we'll be when we make plans). Dinner was nice but as I started on-call today, I was worried about how far I'd gone from home, because I didn't plan for it with the secondary on-call victim.
After dinner, W waited in car while I got some groceries. I had some bottles/cans to feed into the return machines, then it took a long time to find stuff tonight - too tired to rush, and again, I don't like feeling like I have to rush to make things convenient for her. She texted me complaining it had been an hr and she wish she'd been dropped off first. To be fair I did say I was only going to grab a couple things. But a couple things expanded to half a cart (or is it a trolley, NQ and TTD?). She asked if I was almost done and I just texted back "yes." The irony is I was looking for some things she asked me to get for her when she texted.
Sounds like you had a good night, despite the mix-ups and the slow speed of shopping. Cart or trolley depends on my mood – I tend to use them interchangeably. I did say I was fluent in both English and Canadian – and sometimes I get them mixed up LOL .
Originally Posted By: MileHigh
Sometimes I feel it would be less stressful to hit on a stranger than face rejection from WAW.
I so get this. I think I said once before that talking down a feisty drunk when I was in the police reserve was an easier task than talking to my H sometimes.
Originally Posted By: MileHigh
I'm slipping. I left this post up on computer, didn't lock the screen, and went out to get something from the car! Thanks to the FB activity, I almost typed her name twice, too, instead of the usual W. Not that it would really matter much.
Again, overtired . Get some sleep.
Originally Posted By: MileHigh
The old me would have picked up the argument gauntlet. The new me saw it as a battle I don't need to fight.
Well done, keep it up .
Both 50 S14 M 16 yrs (his 3rd; my 1st)
ILYBINILWY - 24 Dec 2012 H moved out - 27 Jun 2013 Legally separated - 6 Sep 2013 Closing the door and changing the locks
Awwww. I opened my card. There was a note in there about going out to dinner and stuff tomorrow and that she'd like to check out a new bookstore and she was planning to get me a couple books - probably needed to wait until payday - we're both a bit broke at the moment.
She also thanked me for being understanding about everything and said it's all very hard for her, and that she enjoys the time we spend together.
There's that little part of me that wants to try to read something into that "it's all very hard for me." Wants to pry into it and try to find out what all is going on besides what I see. But... no.
Taking it as a sign to keep on keeping on. Staying on course. Stay on target. Mind the reef. Etc.
H47 me48 T22 M21 S20 - Got high functioning autism 3/2000 H admits to OW and moves out to live with her 11/2000 H moves back home 2/4/13 H moves out H tells me he wants D 6/13, but now he can't afford to!
lol all good you don't mean money when you said note then? lol.
H47 me48 T22 M21 S20 - Got high functioning autism 3/2000 H admits to OW and moves out to live with her 11/2000 H moves back home 2/4/13 H moves out H tells me he wants D 6/13, but now he can't afford to!
I guess you'll have to wait a while for that one 
It's not easy for my W to get off work and get over here, but given the reason for it all, I can't feel too darn bad.... I was so glad she waited in the car. I actually hovered around in the hallway of the building for 10 minutes, then told a white lie about them having a look and then me having to come back next week at the same time. I used the technique of not volunteering too much info (more on this later).
I didn't even get a hug or mention of my birthday. Never mind a card or any other type of gift. 
). She's made comments over the years about me doing something different. Well, I had the top scissor cut last time and it's longer than it's been in ages. I mentioned it to see if she's maybe say she likes it better, but all she did was grumble that I could go to a real stylist. I prefer an old fashioned barber shop or just one of the chain stores for a buzz cut - even they don't usually screw that up. I said I don't like having to make an appointment and paying three times as much. (Hard to work in the haircut with all the other things I usually do when I do get into town and there's nowhere near there that's open usually when I'm there.) She grumbled something - I think about it not costing three times as much. The old me would have picked up the argument gauntlet. The new me saw it as a battle I don't need to fight.
. That caffeine crash can be nasty as well.