I called in sick yesterday to work. I was just feeling a bit like I needed some time at home and work didn't seem like such a priority to me.

I actually needed time with Dave.

So, I called in sick and we lounged around for the whole morning until he had to go out of town for a couple of appointments.

It was good. We spent time talking, which is something we have both been too busy to do lately.

The whole issue had to do with my being gone on Wednesday late afternoon until 6:00 and when I got home, Dave was gone. He went out on the boat with some people, said he would be home early, and then I never heard from him again until I texted him around midnight.

Anyway, not gonna go into that whole mess, but I will say that we had words with each other about it until 1:30 and I was just too tired to get up the next morning at 5:30. It's all settled and it was just miscommunication, however, it really made me upset. And enough said about that.

So, where was I until 6:00?

I was at the Grace Unit at the local hospital, which is the psychiatric unit.

Sam, who has been suffering from post-partum since her son was born, had some issues on Tuesday night. She was giving Tanner and bath and feeling so stressed due to her situation on top of the post-partum, but that she had thoughts of just letting little Tanner slip into the water and be done with it.

Yeah. Pretty scary stuff. But she realized that she was not feeling "right" and called Matt immediately. He came home, they took her to the hospital and they admitted her immediately.

So, she called me on Wednesday and asked that I come to see her after work, which I did. So, that's where I was. I could not take anything into the unit with me, having to leave everything in a locker outside the front door, and so I didn't have my cell phone to let Dave know how long I was going to be. Hence, the invite came to go on the boat and Dave took it. However, he never tried to contact me at all. But that's all water under the bridge now and it's over and done with. And there is nothing we can do about it now.

So, I spent Wednesday evening feeling crappy and not happy.

Thursday was a good day. Like I said, I called in sick. I NEVER call in sick and have over 250 hours of sick time coming to me and no chance of ever using it all, nor getting paid for that time until I quit this job, so I figured I could use one day.

And it was well worth it.

After Dave left for his appointments, I went home and took a nap and then vacuumed, cleaned out the litter box, straightened up the kitchen and dining room, and did a few other things.

Then I ran back over to Dave's to watch a DVD on the deck in my swing while crocheting my afghan. It gets darker too early now, so I could only be out there so long before I was losing my light, so I moved everything indoors and waited for Dave to come home, which he did around 8:30 or so. He ate some dinner and then Doug and April came over for a bit. Well, April came over for about an hour but Doug stayed until I finally said I was going to bed around 12:30.

I got to work this morning and I have SOOO many files to take care of. I already got a lot done, but there is more to do. Bossy Man left me a message saying that he was not going to be bothering me much today, which is great. I know I can get all this work done today, but I think he feels it's gonna take me all day and then some on Monday to get it all in. I know better than that.

So, the plans for the weekend have changed yet again.

I had told Dave that I might go to my mom's this weekend. I just felt the need to have SOMETHING special for my birthday and I know my Mom will do that for me. Even if she just hands me a card, I know she feels it's special. And that's all I wanted from this group, just the acknowledgment that it's a special weekend for me. But when the plans kept changing and then everything fell apart, I was getting more and more upset over it. And I know it sounds very selfish, but I don't think it's too much to ask to have SOMETHING nice for the weekend. Once a year. Like I said, I suggested different things and they were all shot down, so I finally said screw it, I will do what I want to.

Anyway, so I know that Dave said something to Doug about it, since the first thing Doug said to me last night was that it was 85% SURE that we were going to Crosslake for the weekend now.

Okay. that's fine. I was not too excited about it, until later in the evening he said it was 100% and April and I planned food and games and fishing and boating. So, it's a done deal now.

I am just not used to this. I am used to having plans and keeping them. I just need to learn NOT to get excited about stuff since the plans in this group change every other day, sometimes every other minute.

anyway, AND Dave told me that he wanted to take me out tonight for dinner AND he wanted to take me out for Crab Night on Monday, just the two of us for my actual birthday.

So, I guess I can live with that. I think they realize that they promised me stuff and when they took it away, it hurt.

So, that's why I had made my own plans.

I can go on and on about this, but I will let it drop for now.

I am not counting on anything, including the dinners I was promised for tonight and Monday. If it happens, it does. If not, I can find other things to do.

Well, I guess I took a long enough break here and better get back to the work in my email. The list is getting smaller, but so is the number of hours I have left to complete it!!!

Have a great weekend!!!

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