Monday, September 10, 2007

Happy Birthday Sweetie

Happy Birthday "Sweetie"!
You are the best, and deserve at least 100 or so more great birthdays!


Today is "Sweetie's" birthday. So I am hoping for a little birthday grace, so that she will forgive me for causing things to run a foul yesterday.

It all started yesterday morning (Sunday)... It became a huge lounge day. I had planned to go finish up the yard work at the old marital home that we started last Wednesday. But all day rain kept me inside and on the couch. The few times I did get out of the house were to take "Two" to work and back, and then later out to a friends house to work on a group homework assignment. I can't say that it was uneventful, as I was able to upset "Sweetie", which of course is something I am apparently pretty good at. This fact and her being sad depressed me, and probably contributed to my continued lack of desire to get off the couch later in the day. Might have also contributed to my feeling of 'raining' inside as well as out. Here's the short story:

I tried a few times over the weekend to find a opportunity we could see each other with or without the kids, and it seemed that going out for lunch or dinner might be the perfect opportunity. It's all good on paper... Anyway, because of "Two's" work schedule and his need to get to his friends house later after work, I wasn't able to schedule the dinner at Olive Garden at a time that worked for her. I made things complicated because she, sensibly, wanted to go early to avoid the wait, and I couldn't go till later. She got upset with me for making things complicated, and went without me.

Why does it have to be complicated all the time to arrange things. I sometimes wish I was 17 or 18 again without a responsibility in the world and could do what I wanted when I wanted... Then of course I would miss all of the unexpected fun things that do happen and I would miss the sense of accomplishment when something works out... but then again I would also miss the sense of disappointment when it doesn't... hmmm... Later Lou

No comments:

Post a Comment