Well, it was an interesting day, to say the least.... I slept in until about 10:30am, which was HEAVENLY. We planned on going to the West side and getting some needed shopping done, but Captain America and I both got occupied doing other thing. I was reading a book, and working on a Primary sharing time activity, and Captain America was playing Guitar Hero.
So, at around 4:30pm, he's done playing Guitar Hero, and done exercising, and wants to know why we're not going to the West side. Well, I'd planned on going out with the girls in the evening, and I'd already cleared it with him the night before.
So now I'm the bad guy because we didn't do the plan like we said. Sigh. Why must men be that way? So now we're both mad at each other, and the rest of the day kinda sucked. Veronica's kids were going to see her ex (their dad) for the evening, so she and I and Andrea were supposed to go for dinner and a movie. She texted and said that she'd be good to go at around 7:45pm.
At 6pm, I headed out to Walmart. Jacob needed a few things for his spring break camp out. They were leaving early on Monday morning, and since we don't shop on Sunday, tonight was the night.
I got some snacks, and a few pair of $8 jeans for the child, and some drink stuff, and some peanuts, and stuff. I paid, and headed home. I got about a block and a half from my house, at the stop light at Jeb Stuart and Robert E Lee (I could see my house from there), and while waiting at the red light, the truck dies. I try and start it again, and it kinda makes this grinding noise, and refuses to start.
Sigh. I call Captain America, and he says that he's in the shower, and that he'll be there as soon as he can. Which is like 15 minutes. So I sit at the stop light, for 15 minutes, waving people past me, waiting for him to come. Some random dude comes and asks if I need help, and I tell him I live just over there, and the my husband is supposed to be coming to help me.
Finally, Captain America comes. Another random dude stops to offer help, and Captain America and the dude push the truck through the intersection and to the area by the bus stop. In the gravel (decorative rock, according to housing....).
We go home, and Captain America seems more interested in know where his receipt for his tennis shoes are than me (he needed to go and exchange them tonight). Sigh. I know that men and women are wired differently, but sometimes hormones makes you think strange things...... Anyway, he was like "you can handle calling the tow truck, right? You'll take care of it?". Sigh. Yes, I can handle that. So I call the insurance, and they schedule a tow truck. Luckily, he added towing to the plan a few weeks ago. 2nd time we've needed it since then.
The insurance place says that it'll be an hour before the tow truck gets there. I help Jake with packing his lunches for his trip, and about 15 minutes later, the tow truck dude calls and says that he's at my truck.
So I run out the door and over to the truck, in the dark, and I guess that Captain America got in the car and drove there. I didn't know he was coming. So it looked a bit odd that I showed up walking, and he was driving, but whatever.
The guy towed the truck the 1 & 1/2 blocks to our house, and he was on his way. Captain America headed out to the shoe place, and I went inside. It was now 8:30, and the movie had already started. Crap. The next one started at 9:55pm, and that was too late for me. SO, I missed out on the movie. And the shopping with my family earlier in the day. My whole day pretty much sucked.
After Captain America got back from the shoe place, we talked about what happened during the day. I don't know that we got anything resolved. Do you do that? Talk about it, and then almost get it solved, and then it starts all over again? Sigh. We were SO close. So here it is, 10:57pm, and I'm tired. I still need to design. Captain America and I aren't speaking. Happy Saturday to me :(
I'm sure tomorrow will be better, right? We'll get it all talked out, and be just fine. I just HATE fighting.... It's SO draining....
See how thrown off I am tonight. I didn't do a "Faithbooking" WordArt like I was supposed to. I made this one, because I don't swear hehehe. Sigh. Tomorrow....
Click on the link below to go to my account to download the PNG file, and leave some love if you like my work. Thanks!