As many of you know, I'm giving up beef and pork (anything that moves on 4 legs) for Lent. I did beef last year. It was a difficult struggle and a challenge to my inner strength. I decided to give up more this year. I feel that by doing this, it makes my desire to make this weight-loss journey work. It helps me to add another resolve in my life. If I can give it up for Lent, why not continue with a better eating habit?
Anyway, he counted 40 days from Easter. That would make Lent start on the 28th. I kept telling him it will start on the 21st. Sunday's are not counted. He'd made plans to take me out to a steakhouse for dinner on Wednesday. I told him that we could still go. I don't need to order steak. He's all upset with me because I won't eat steak at a steakhouse. What's the big deal? We've gone to fish places and he orders steak.
It's not my fault that he wouldn't listen, pay attention blah blah blah!
Now I have to put up with his crappy attitude!
Sabbotage! It's sabbotage!
I want a divorce.