Bruno was suppose to call me yesterday to tell me what time he would be arriving to take me to dinner. I still hadn't heard from him at 5:00 p.m. and I was sitting fuming thinking that if he didn't come this time I was going to close the door to future dates. At 5:30 he walked in the door.
He had a really bad, stressful day, and he totally forgot he was suppose to call. I know he has so many things piled on his plate, a phone call to me is the last thing he is thinking about while he is fending off his dozens of phone calls and putting out mega fires everywhere. If people would do what they were suppose to do it would be so much better. But he and I both concur there aren't many people out there you can trust to do the job right. It is like running a kindergarten for adults. You can tell them, retell them, and they still don't get things right.
So, after he had a glass of water and settled down after telling me about the trials of the day, I calmed down...I don't think he knew how irritated I was....and all was well. I find it best to listen and be supportive.
We left to first go shopping at The Boot Barn. He is going to Calgary for four days soon to be with his best friend at a dinner up there. There are more then a couple of reasons I can't go other then Calgary isn't on my list. He had to have a costume of cowboy attire and found a couple things that he purchased.
After that sojourn we went to the restaurant where we both ordered Paella which was absolutely delicious and way to much. We both ended up taking about half of it home. Who knew that this little place was so great in the food department.
We came home and he left right away. He had a job stop and then needed to go home to pack and finish his laundry so he could leave for Nevada at dawn, for the Labor Day weekend. No, I'm not going, he will be working every night and it is his job. Not to mention that I have no desire to be in Nevada in the heat.
He is returning either Sunday or Monday and promised that we would have two days together prior to him leaving for Houston and the East Coast. My busy boy.
Today is a bunch of errands and then tonight I have a meeting for the Marine Corp Ball. Not planning on anything for the weekend. The Orange Street Fair is on, but three hundred and fifty thousand people show up and that isn't somewhere I want to be. It is also suppose to be in the 100's, as it always if for this event. Not fun when you add the body heat.
Need to get going and start the day.
He had a really bad, stressful day, and he totally forgot he was suppose to call. I know he has so many things piled on his plate, a phone call to me is the last thing he is thinking about while he is fending off his dozens of phone calls and putting out mega fires everywhere. If people would do what they were suppose to do it would be so much better. But he and I both concur there aren't many people out there you can trust to do the job right. It is like running a kindergarten for adults. You can tell them, retell them, and they still don't get things right.
So, after he had a glass of water and settled down after telling me about the trials of the day, I calmed down...I don't think he knew how irritated I was....and all was well. I find it best to listen and be supportive.
We left to first go shopping at The Boot Barn. He is going to Calgary for four days soon to be with his best friend at a dinner up there. There are more then a couple of reasons I can't go other then Calgary isn't on my list. He had to have a costume of cowboy attire and found a couple things that he purchased.
After that sojourn we went to the restaurant where we both ordered Paella which was absolutely delicious and way to much. We both ended up taking about half of it home. Who knew that this little place was so great in the food department.
We came home and he left right away. He had a job stop and then needed to go home to pack and finish his laundry so he could leave for Nevada at dawn, for the Labor Day weekend. No, I'm not going, he will be working every night and it is his job. Not to mention that I have no desire to be in Nevada in the heat.
He is returning either Sunday or Monday and promised that we would have two days together prior to him leaving for Houston and the East Coast. My busy boy.
Today is a bunch of errands and then tonight I have a meeting for the Marine Corp Ball. Not planning on anything for the weekend. The Orange Street Fair is on, but three hundred and fifty thousand people show up and that isn't somewhere I want to be. It is also suppose to be in the 100's, as it always if for this event. Not fun when you add the body heat.
Need to get going and start the day.
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