Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Well, I survived my night alone with the dog at the house. Yesterday morning I told John we need to talk, especially if we are going to be apart. I need him to tell me how he feels. This morning, when I told him I missed him, I got a smiley face back. I texted back that I give up. He doesn't get it. Never will. I am done fighting to get him to tell me how he feels. I should just shut myself off and just send him smiley faces and not really answer him when he talks to me either. A taste of his own medicine.
Yesterday I heard from Karen that Doris is coming in to Brandon at 11:30pm at the Grey Hound station. Later that night, John was posing as Doris telling me she was coming into the airport at 11:30. When I finally spoke to him and found out it was him posing as her, I told him what Karen had said, and asked him to confirm the location. He started on his usual "I'm right and you don't know what your talking about and my mother would never....." I finally just told him fine. I will go to the airport and wait. If she is not there, he will have to find a way to reach me and get me to the right place.
I am SICK TO DEATH of these guys who believe they are right and everyone else around them is wrong. BITE ME OLD MAN! We've been through this a few times. He believes he knows EVERYTHING about everything, and everyone else is idiots. He actually argued with me that you should eat the skin of the CHICKEN because it holds all the nutrients. This idiot who I had to convince that the nutrients in many fruits and vegetables is in the skin. Now he believes it's the same for meats! What an idiot. Chicken skin is all fats and oils. But he knows, and what do I know....
I know. Enough ranting. I should know better. He is destroying who I am.
Anyhow, his mom is coming in today. I am looking forward to seeing her. I have to drive about 1.5 hours to pick her up. I'm fine with that. I don't mind the drive. I can actually use a nice drive right now...
I need to finish some cleaning at the house. I want to sweep and wash the floors of the upstairs bedroom. I should also find a light bulb for the stairwell. If Doris doesn't want to sleep upstairs, we can set her up downstairs too. I am already sleeping down on the main floor myself. It's not a big deal. Just have to rearrange a few things.