No one said that a blog had to be funny, interesting, or upbeat. After all it's my blog and I can write what I want.
I was once asked "How do you stay with Limo Man when he works so much?"
My response was "We have a goal, and him working his second job has helped us get a lot of things that we wouldn't otherwise have, so I have to be patient and also because I love him."
Sometimes I don't feel patient and today is one of those days and here's why.....
Limo Man has been driving every night since last Saturday (oh yeah it's Saturday again) with the exception of one night when he needed to shop for a new suit. That took some time and it put him home late that night as well and he wasn't in the best of moods.
I usually consider myself a pretty patient person but today my patience has run out. And excuse me but here's me NOT being so wonderful.
In fact I am downright miserable, unhappy, mad, and sad. I miss my man and I miss spending time with him. Quality time, not just a pat when he gets home and a kiss when he leaves to go to either job. Don't get me wrong, it's nice to have both but when that's the only communication other than the phone it starts to work my last nerve and at times I feel like I am being taken for granted.
After all, holidays, weekends, some weeknights (more lately) have had to be put on hold because Limo Man needs to drive his clients or make money for whatever new goal is in mind. I can't even plan a meal for the two of us to share because I never know when or if he'll be home. I understand the goal but it doesn't mean that I have to like the means to get to it all the time.
I don't want to feel like I am being driven away (see what I did there?)and that I don't matter in the grand scheme of things. Yes, I may be feeling sorry for myself but sometimes I get pushed to that point and yes I guess I can suck it up which I will have to do eventually but for now I'd rather have my own little pity party.
Perhaps I will be back tomorrow but until then Forgive Me.
L.W.
