Well its Sunday morning stress time in our apartment. We are leaving for Montana on Wed. and of course magically there are a million surprise(things which could have been done in the past 2 weeks) things to do. I am positive that I will be made to feel (unintentionally of course) that some or all of these will be my fault. I do enjoy the silent treatment I get from Susan when she gets worked about something like this it just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.
Had a nice disagreement last night. Not a fight just another disagreement. See we both have this thing about not being able to say what we want. I am simply infinitly less patient with her. I won't get into details because parental units read this and it would freak them out. It just the most frustrating thing I've ever had to deal with.
On Tuesday March 30 we had no problem saying what we wanted. See it was her birthday and I made her a cake and she wished we could grow old together and a bunch of other stuff I can't remember. So I went ahead and complicated my life. I proposed to her. She said yes, after falling off the couch and dropping her cake everywhere.
Not looking forward to work today because I can see that there is a problem here and I want to sort it out. Normally I find out that a problem is much bigger than anticipated while at work. Not fun because it usually comes with crying, mumbling and saying fuck you. Again all this could be avoided with a little communication.