I want to kick myself and punch me in the nose for being clingy, dependent and whiny.
I am typically a pretty independent gal, and unlike the wives of HB’s business partners, I never complain about his hours and business dinners. I have a ton of things to do already, and sometimes it’s a pleasant to have a night to myself or to spend giggling with my super best girlfriends over champagne and a drool-worthy dinner.
Maybe it was the rain that brought the hugest disappointment/near pissedoffedness into my voice when he told me about his last minute dinner meeting with his partner. I felt a stab of guilt when he felt bad about spending a night away and tried to cancel the dinner, even though the purpose of the dinner were to discuss the most urgent matters that were life and death of the company. At the end, he apologized and offered to bring me home something from the restaurant.
Aye, I am a spoiled princess brat hooked up with the most awesome guy ever!!!
(((sigh))) What is wrong with me today, why do the blues hang around me like dark cloud? I wish I could run again!
I have noticed that I get down when the sun isn’t out. Maybe S.A.D.?
In other unrelated news, even though I ordered my holiday photo cards back in October, I am finally sending them out today! Getting things done makes me feel better.
