Can I just say WOW? Life is funny and sometimes I feel like I am in the middle of a really bad 80's movie. It has been a week since my trip, but I still feel all discombobulated. Dirty and I got alone great on our trip, (except for me demanding to be taken to the airport), so it shocked the hell out of me when after a few little tiffs here and there, he tells me he wants to take a break.
I know, WTF???? Since we have gotten home, he has been pretty distant. I mean we still do things together, but I was feeling some disconnect. Any time I asked him what was wrong, he said nothing. The kicker came when I was trying to be all lovey- dovey and was rejected... on 3 separate occasions. So needless to say that that really did a number on my self-esteem. To add insult to injury, I was getting my period, so my confidence was shot to begin with. Then he tells me that he thinks that we should take a break and that he made plans for this weekend, when will be heading to Boston to hang out with his douchebag friend who I hate. You know that guy, every guy has that friend, the strip-club loving, drunk ass, walking STD.
So I have been very snippy lately with him. What aggravates me most of all is that he will play the dumb game... like "why are you upset?" So yesterday we went to go see my niece and give my bro and sil some gifts we bought for them. When we got there Dirty was all about the baby, holding her, feeding her, etc. In the car ride home later, he tells me that he is ready to have a baby. Cue record scratch. Jigga What? A child? So I asked him who he had selected as his baby mama. Bitchy? Sure. So you can imagine my surprise when less than 24 hours after telling me he needs a break, he is asking me to incubate a child for him.* That's when the backpedaling began. The funny thing is that for someone who claims not to want to get married or have kids, he certainly talks about it. A LOT.
Right now, I don't know where we stand. He has been calling me non-stop and sending me stupid text messages. I have avoided all of the cell calls, but the fucker keeps calling my work phone, and since this place is so ghetto I don't have caller ID, so I can avoid those calls too. If he wants a break, he's getting one.
Now excuse me, I need to answer another 50 phone calls from my alleged boyfriend who wants to take a break.
****UPDATE:
So I am reading my girl Penny's blog, and she is going through the same mess with Cakes. We are living parallel lives, yo.
* P.S. The key to my uterus is diamond encrusted; at least 2 1/2 carats.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Taking a Break
Posted by Sloane at 4:22 PM
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Times like this, I wish we were stuck in the same four walls, listening to hip-hop, and listening to Aunt Wendy to tell us what to do about this situation.
Sigh.
I miss you
That'd p!ss me off too if he was talking all crazy one minute about taking a break and another minute about having a baby. Has he lost his damn mind? Girl please, give him his break and not the time of day.
That STINKS that you and Penny are going through the same thing at the same time. But then again, maybe it's a blessing in disguise so y'all can be there for each other and empathize. My heart goes out to both of you. What's the update on how things are going now? Are they any better?
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