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This has been an odd day for me. First, I just felt so far away from my dude. I hate that. I've been a little on the irritated path this week (we know what that means) and I don't think this Sarafem is workin` the way it's supposed to. However, I've been going through two very stressful life situations. First my sister. `Nough said. Anything I say would just sound like slander *winsome smile*. So there isn't a point. The second is this kid hit my car during a snow storm. I enjoy driving in the snow, actually, I LOVE to drive anytime, but he was being cocky behind the wheel. He was speeding and "quick stopping" his car and honkin` his horn in a 2 mile back-up from the snow. He eventually skidded and rear-ended me because of it. Then he refused to give me his insurance information, stating he would pay. Well that was 2/22/01 (two days before my 6th year wedding anniversary) and he has turned into this big pussy about it. He's turned it over to his father to handle and his father is trying to haggle instead of doing "what is right". I'm at the point where I'm ready to call the police (because refusing to give insurance info is a crime where I live) and then submitting a claim through my insurance just to start the proceedings. I, unfortunately, was forgettful and didn't get his tag number (I was nervous! I was going to pick up my kids during a snow storm and got hit! It was close to rush hour traffic time and I was worried that something ELSE may happen while my kids were in the car) so it will be a more difficult process. My dude (husband for y'all that don't know me) is handling it now because the father basically told me I was a woman and would NOT speak with me! AAARRRGGGHHH!!! There is n o t h i n g more frustrating than a man/woman that treats the opposite sex with little respect based on gender. So B- and me would do different in this situation. He wants to give the guy a chance. He feels the guy will do what he asks of him. He wants to be a little more laid back than I do. Not that I want to fly off the handle, I just want this person to understand that he can't call the shots in an occurence that was entirely his son's fault! It's caused some stress between my man and me. I hate that. Heat between me and my man should be sexual passion, mental connection, emotional understanding and physical lovin`. I accept the fact that I need to process things and dwell on them. That may not always be the best thing, but that is what I do. And I'm lucky in many ways to have my dude love and accept every freakish and odd behaviour I have. It's just been tough for me lately. I'm trying not to do anything rash and silly, it seems to be working out for me. I still have this gnawing feeling that my intellect has been "compromised" and that possibly my dude feels that I wasn't rational with the man. He has assured me that he doesn't. He and I had a good talk about it too. We still need to talk more about it. But long story short...he agreed that he will talk and explain himself and his actions more. I agreed that I would "tone it down"; that I would listen more. It's a start *smile*. That's all you can do in marriage from what I've noticed: Work. Not always what we want to do, but what it has to be done. So, there it is. Let's hope that this works. I really want this to go through...more for B- than for me because I don't want him to feel foolish for being a laid back person. I don't like anyone taking advantage of my family. My sister...she's another story entirely. *laughing my ass off*
holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 23:52