Tuesday, February 3, 2015

"A nice thing with my wife" - That was random.

The other day by husband text me and said, "...if you are not doing ... all day, I would like to catch a movie with you some place nice. If there anything you want to see?" I was so damned excited that I completely forgot that I did indeed have plans that evening even though it wasn't what he'd mentioned in the ... part. When I remembered I let my friend know what was happening and plans changed.

For my birthday, by husband wanted to two things: dinner at my favorite restaurant and a movie at a place with more than 4 screens, aka "some place nice". Unfortunately he didn't think things through all the way because he also made plans to tutor someone the day of, so we only ended up doing dinner.

When he text me though, I was so freaking excited. I honestly felt like he was trying to make up for the day before when he really pissed me off. The day before we both had appointments to give blood at a local blood drive, but because he was running late we just met there. We talked about what we were doing after and were considering dinner and decided that we were going to be going our separate ways. I was going to go to the lodge meeting and he was going to go home and try to sleep. When we were all done and walking to our cars he was distracted by his phone.

Call me crazy, but it's been a thing I've insisted on for almost 10 years now: when ever we part ways we don't ever do so without kissing good bye, even when he's just leaving the room. Well, he didn't. He didn't even say, "bye, I'll see you at home." I was mad, because I had no intention of going home and he wasn't going to see me for the rest of the night. I went home anyways, just to try to get that kiss and he wouldn't even meet me at the bottom of the stairs.

I left the house mad. So when I get this text the next day, I got all excited thinking that it was his was of making up for things. Nope. It was his was of trying to complete his original plans for my birthday. I was kind of disappointed that it wasn't another sweet gesture for being an ass, but I'm not stupid. I'll take what ever sweet things I can where ever I can.

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