I feel so horrible, guilty, and just I don’t know why. My other half and I got to spend the 4th of July alone!! NO kids!! It was kind of nice, but boring at the same time. In my past post’s I have mentioned the kids that we have between us, you know his kids, and mine combined the ours thing. Well yesterday we got up real early and dropped them all off at with their mothers, and mine is still away at camp.
I felt great to have a little one on one time with my other half because of the hell week that I had, and the whole concert thing ( it was in my past post) but any how my day started great, we dropped the two off with the one mother, she came out of the house with a pissed off looked on her face , and I looked over to my other half and said she is coming over her to yell at you for some reason… well we had his boss on speaker phone, so he was able to nip it in the butt sorta say with her, he rolled down his window, and said my boss is on the phone what every your problem is we will talk about it later.. whew..
that was defused… so off we went to take the younger one to his mom’s in Cardiff. Well no sooner did we pull in to the street, and turn the corner he gets stopped, I guess he was going 5 over the speed limit. At first he was pissed cause this really young highway patrol officer had nothing else better to do…
LOL But he took his ticket and said I am not going to ruin our day…WOW right? So we are talking as we make this 45 minute drive to drop off my step-son, we drop him off without a problem… 5 minutes later the phone rings, and guess who it is….
Yup his mother asking why we did not put him in dress cloths, and why we did not give him his medicine. HELLO I did not know so I put him in shorts, and well his Adderall is only given to him if he need to focus. So once again my other half steps in and said Oh sorry that was my fault I did not tell Yvonne that he needed that before we left the house. So I was thinking once again WOW…. So we decided to drive down the 101 back towards our house, and man it was packed, surfers, campers, joggers etc… but it was a nice drive, what I did not know is that he decided to drive down the 101 to take me to the beach for a walk, but because it was so packed we did not get a chance to stop… then the phone rings again, but this time it was his boss, he needed him to do a little bit of work… No big deal.. so he invited us over to the house for some coffee for me, that way he can have my other half for a few to work on a system for a client..I get there, and he pours my coffee, and cream in a cup, and I get to sit and talk to his wife, and best friend for like 2 hours…I was thinking WOW again.. I get to have some grown up time with-out kids.. if felt great. We got to talk about my progress in my classes for WLS, and how I have been trying to adjust to what needs to be done etc… So he gets done, we get ready to leave, and it now is about 11:30 I am hungry by now because I skipped breakfast to get the kids to their mom’s. So we stop and grab a quick bit to eat a Rubio’s Fresh Grill, and I am very proud of myself because I get the healthy burrito, and drink water, I was even more proud of myself because I only ate half of the burrito…Yea me. So we do a little shopping at Sam’s Club, talk enjoy each other company then go home…. About an hour or so later I am kind of feeling a little lonely… and my other half was right there. I missed the kids!! Then I look over and he has this sad face, he is so use to having this great big BBQ pool party at the house, and this was the first time he had not done it in many years. We live on a street that is a dead end, and we have the corner lot, well there is a hill in our back yard that ends on one of the main streets, and every year for the 4th of July my other half has provide the music for the people that park on the hill to watch the fireworks, and he didn’t this year, just like he has always had his friends over for food and fun even when the kids were at their mother’s home, and he was the only one here, and he didn’t do it. Last year we all went on the roof of the house for a bird’s eye view of the fireworks, and he didn’t go up this year. I did last year, and to be honest, getting up was not a problem, my problem is I was afraid that I was going to fall through the roof because I was big, and this year I weigh a little bit more.
I guess I feel so bad because he didn’t get to do the things that he wanted to do, the things that he is use to doing the past few years. He says that he didn’t mind having just some one-on-one time just us. He told me that we would have a big blast of a party after surgery. But why do I feel so dam bad?
I am feeling so very bad today…..
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