Ok so as I said I would be back and it still took me a few days to actually get back. It's been busy with all the family in town and trying to figure out who is staying with us each night. One night it's just the boys...the next it's the boys, dave's sister and her son, the next night it's no one. My house seriously looks like a bomb went off, but that's ok. Surprisingly enough it has been a pretty fun trip. While I still don't agree with 99.9% of the things Dave's mom does, she has made a real effort to be nice to me again. She is acting like she did when she first met me and it feels nice to not be the bearer of all that is wrong for her. I say she is acting, but I really hope that it's not just an act! She actually was super nice to me at the wedding and stuff and was dancing with us and everything...she did get a little snippy with me at the end and try to blame stuff on me, but I just POLITELY said that it was not my fault but I would help her if I could. (Notice i said politely very large...this is because she was being snappy with me after 7 margaritas, 3 shots of jagar, and 3 more drinks of I don't even know what you call them). And I pointed out to Dave that she was making an effort and that I appreciated it so all has been calm. However instead of the calm before the storm, we had the huge freaking hurricane and then the calm. I guess I should have started here...
Tuesday they came into town and didn't come to see Dave. Then Wednesday they came to Reno to get the boys, but their flight was delayed. Instead of still going to dinner like planned they stayed at the casino. I guess I just value family time more than her. Long story short Dave and I spent about 2 and a half days in a huge fight. The fights all took place of course late into the night causing many tears and no sleep. I was frustrated with his mom and the fact that even though these things bug him, he won't just say hey mom, can you take a little time for me. He was frustrated becuase I was mad at his mom and he just said he couldn't choose. Ok I know he can't choose...that's his mom and I'm never going to take that over so duh I didn't expect you to choose. I just want him to stand up for himself so I don't feel like I have to! Then he pretty much proceeded to say every mean thing right down to he was unhappy and maybe we shouldn't be together! Then when I ask about this in the morning, he says he didn't mean it. THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU SAY IT??? I used to fight like that...get as many digs in as you can and apologize later for all the hurt. He told me one time that he really didnt' appreciate that and empty threats...so I stopped. Apparently he choose to pick up where I left off. And yes I have pointed it out to him and he says sorry but apparently isn't planning on changing it or doesn't realize. So that was pretty much how all of our fights went for the next 2 and a half days.
Fortunately the wedding seemed to help a little...I was still having icky feelings because I can't help but think that he obviously meant some of that or he wouldn't say them. But we all had fun. Then yesterday was the Basque Festival in Winnemucca (well actually I missed Saturday for the wedding and I have NEVER missed a Basque Festival including in womb!) He had told me he was going with me just for the day...well of course as it got closer, he got wishy washy. Again I was annoyed because I'm the person who is always here for him and yet he is shitting on me because he knows that I will be here. WHATEVER. But instead of throwing a fit I just said ok have fun with your family. I know it's important for him to see them especially the boys because he only sees them once a year. Plus if I put a guilt trip on him like they did then I am no better than them. So I went to Winnemucca by myself. Had fun seeing everyone for the whole 4 hours I was there haha! I just basically wanted to watch my niece and nephew dance.
So on Wednesday he leaves for his secret trip...well the trip isn't a secret...he's going to wyoming for a wedding but my surprise is supposed to be a part of this trip hence why I can't go. So I should know more when he gets back from this trip.
For now I must try to pick up my house and get busy. I will post a few pics from the wedding weekend in just a little bit...
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4 comments:
yikes..next time he pulls that shit just leave and tell him that you'll come back when you feel like he wants you to
and also...i can't believe you may possibly marrying into that family. that woman sucks
I don't know how you put up with his mom, seriously. She sounds so awful to be around. At least she some what tried to be nice to you.
Sorry about the fights you two had. They are never fun. And to pull the whole not being together card...I would have been sick.
OMG- So, I am sooo totally sorry that you have been fighting but seriously I am just happy that III am not the ONLY ONE fighting! Does that make any sense? Safety in numbers? Misery loves company? Not that either one of us are miserable - Geeze, but you know what I mean!
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