recap

Ok, so take 2 at ranting.

One of the pharmacist pissed off royally on Tuesday night; I’m talking to the point where I almost hit this woman.  I didn’t hit her though because that would be a ridiculous way to lose my job.  She started mouthing off to me that I wasn’t doing my job when really I was doing my job and the other technician’s job.  But the problem is that you can’t argue with her because she won’t even listen to your explanation.  She will railroad over you, while your talking, to tell you that you’re wrong.  

I called Isaac thinking that for once I’d actually have a physical shoulder that I could cry on for having such a shitty day.  Nope.  He told me to call him when I got home and we’d talk.  He blew me off to see a movie with his brother.  So I went to Grady’s for trivia night and hung out with some of my friends and had a beer.  I called him to let him know I got home safe and was kind of a bitch about it "Not that you care but I got home safe, night".  He called me later that night.  I sent it to voicemail.  He called right back so I answered.  I told him what happened, he felt like crap and apologized then proceeded to try and give me advice that I didn’t want or need.  He change tactics and started trying to make me laugh.  So that was my Tuesday night. 

Last night he was going to spend the night.  He got off work and wanted to go to the gym.  I asked him not to.  He takes 10x longer to do something than everyone else in the world.  Exhibit A: last night he went to the gym.  He was supposed to leave for the gym around 7:30-7:45.  I don’t know what time he actually left but he didn’t get home from the gym until almost 10:30.  I was pissed.  He was in the doghouse, hard.  He kept giving me puppy eyes (and when you have blue eyes it works but I didn’t let him see that) and hugging me and trying to kiss me.  We went to Walmart and he got me a pair of shoes.  We went to Taco Bell and he got me a freeze.  He wasn’t in the doghouse when we got home, suffice to say.

I also didn’t feel well last night.  My stomach was bothering me.  We took a bath together (in my cramped little tub) and he was rubbing my back and my tummy and pouring water across me so I didn’t get cold while I was laying down and trying to feel better.  (I usually take a boiling hot bath when my stomach is upset and it helps me, I don’t know why).  I couldn’t tell you the last time someone took care of me when I didn’t feel well, aside from maybe bringing me soup or something and that’s not really taking care of someone.  I have never had a guy take care of me.

I almost told him that I loved him, between last night and this morning.

I have totally fallen for this guy and I am not okay with it.

Xx