Yesterday before Carl left for work he hurt my feelings with something he said. Usually when he says something that he probably shouldn't have, I can blow it off. I know he doesn't really mean to hurt me. Yesterday he also didn't really mean to hurt me but what he said really did. I cried almost instantly and didn't stop for the rest of the day. He tried to blow it off by saying I shouldn't ask him things when he's trying to leave for work. Then, I went upstairs and I'm pretty sure he left right away.
I'm not going to blog about what he said---it is irrelevant. It wasn't derrogatory or mean-spirited. It just cut me to the core.
Before Eva woke up I tried to plan an escape. I thought I might drop the kids off at the babysitter around 4:30, leave a note for Carl to pick them up and then I could just be gone until Saturday night. Nice hotels in Lincoln are expensive and I didn't really have a good idea of what I wanted to do.
Next plan. I thought about loading up the car with the kids and taking a road trip to Oklahoma. We don't have anywhere we need to be for a few days and my mom has a hot tub. The thought of driving all that way by myself kind of nixed that plan.
When Eva woke up she was still a little sick so I figured today would be a bad day to run away. I couldn't leave her with anyone else or subject her to a long road trip.
New plan: a lady from church gave us a gift certificate to the movies for letting her borrow our Karaoke Revolution. Maybe I could go to the movies? I have no problems going to the movies by myself. I looked up the movie times. There was nothing I was too terribly interested in. Dreamgirls was playing at 8:25pm. That's an option.
Then thought came into my mind that it is Friday and a local florist has $5 bouquets every Friday. Carl has never brought home a bouquet without me specifically asking for one ($5 bouquets or otherwise). I wondered if he would bring a bouquet home. If he did, that would be a huge gesture for him. A really big deal.
Okay, if Carl brings a bouquet of flowers home I won't go to the movies (or run away from home for longer than 2 hours).
Saturday, March 10, 2007
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Christy, What happened, you can't just leave us hanging. BTW I think men in general can be insensative especially when they are under pressure. Kurt said something to me that hurt my feelings but he has no clue what he said and I can't explain it to him.
ReplyDeleteIt always amazing me to me that just when you feel lowest, someone who loves you figures out just the right answer.
ReplyDeleteYou need to press some of those roses in a book so you can tell your daughter one day - she needs to find a man who can figure out the right answer, just like Daddy.
I think you should go to the movies anyway. You deserve a break. Or you can book a flight to Washington and we'll figure out how to work my hot tub. I hope things are resolved.
ReplyDeleteI thought I was the only one who planned to drop off my kids on a Friday with a note for Dad saying "good luck until Sunday." I'm glad he came through for you. Not terribly surprised, but still glad. ;>)
ReplyDeleteI'm clueless. Of course the picture was the roses he gave you. Duh
ReplyDeleteI'm with Jennifer; I wasn't sure if they were the roses that Carl did come home with or if they were the roses you hoped for! I hope all is well. We've all had days like that. What seems so logical and right to us(wives), just doesn't click with the men! I'm posting this Saturday, so hope you are having a good day.
ReplyDeleteNice Save!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I didn't waste a weekend away now. We're all starting to get sick. Darn that Eva!
ReplyDeleteYou can run away to my house anytime!
ReplyDeleteThere is always Breckenridge:) It's too bad that wasn't 3 hours closer.
ReplyDeleteIs it that time of the month?
Nope, Hollie. Can't even blame it on that!
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