Well, my week was wonderful. Work today was great. Got everything done that I needed to with time to spare. Today was my 5th aniversary. Everything except for work has sucked. Big time.
First, DH, (who, don't get me wrong, is the most wonderful man in the entire world) didn't even get me a card. I'd told him not to bother with flowers, because we're going to be busy all weekend and then gone on Monday, but I expected a card. But he left it to buy until today and then didn't ever have time to get to the store.
Then we found out that we're going to have to drop $800 having the house sprayed for termites.
Then we were late getting to our SCA event site where we were going to put up our new tent (a medival pavillion we spent $500 on) and we didn't have everything we needed to put it up because Lowes is a worthless store where no one should ever shop. So at 8:30 at night we're at a different hardware store when what we should be doing is snuggling after having had a lovely romantic dinner.
So finally, at 9:00 we ended up eating Long John Silvers, and not even fish because DH ordered chicken, at the kitchen table having given up on all the alternative restaurants because we were too tired and hungry for a 30 minute wait after all this. The only up side is I'm probably OP for the day, but then again, I'm still hungry!
So, my 5th aniversary, which I've looked forward to for a solid week has been the pits and I'm really, really, really not in the mood to do anything other than go to bed and sleep and never wake up.
But wait! I get to get up at 7 a.m. on a SATURDAY in order to dress up in stupid medieval clothes and go back to the stupid event site and put up the stupid tent when what I want to do is sleep in and get up late and have a nice breakfast and get my house clean so my in-laws won't see what I slob I am. But I'll have to squeeze virtually all of that in to Sunday!
Well, at least ranting made me feel better. Now I just have to get thru tomorrow and Sunday and then Monday I'll be on my way to Kansas City to catch my flight to Vegas. But my 5th aniversay, which will never come again, still stunk.
I'm spoiled. I haven't had a single day in five years where I've been disapointed in my husband. And today was the first day and it shouldn't have been.
No one bother to respond to this. I just needed girlfriend's sholders to cry on.