I know you should never leave home angry but as I hope to catch more red lights than ever before to write this, I’m pretty upset.
Okay, understatement. Pretty pissed.
I’m trying to figure out what I’m so upset, replaying how I just stomped out of the house moments ago without the usual kiss and parting words for Rescue.
Instead, a flip of the light switch and a really “firm” closing of the door was how I exited stage left. I don’t think I’m able to do this. THIS meaning continuing to engage in this unrelationship with him, at least not on the current level.
The morning started off well and pretty normal. He came in the bedroom right before 4am, I’m hearing all of the zippers and snaps as he takes off his uniform and jumps into bed. I brace for his cool skin next to mine and since we both were ready to go at that hour of the morning, engaged in a great love making session. Mmm, definitely the highlight of the morning.
Rescue often tells me that I think too much and he’s right – I am a thinker and sometimes analyze a bit much. But he also knows that I am very inquisitive and in light of me NEEDING to have created a blog about “hangovers”, he should know I’m going to question certain things.
Well…. Remember two weeks or so again I said I would be asking Rescue 100 Questions?
Think I’m crazy? Go ahead and Google “100 Questions To Ask Your Boyfriend/Girlfriend” (http://www.100questionsbeforemarriage.com/blog/questions-to-ask-your-boyfriend/) and you’ll see I’m not the only one to have considered it.
The types of questions I had in mind ranged from fluff, fun, moderately important and things that would make/or break any possible relationship goals.
Maybe its the fact I’ve been trying to force feed myself acceptance of his situation (separated), not even giving a second thought to him having to basically start all over again with a career. Or perhaps my history of failed relationships due to the f*ck up by the men in my past has me overly cautious with my feelings. Whichever the case, the answer to one of the most important questions didn’t sit well with me this morning.
Since I’ve prolonged the drive in to work as much as possible, I’ll surely have to get back but let me leave with this.
The way I see it, there are five possible ways of responding to a question:
1. Answering categorically (straightforward yes this or not that)
2. Stalling (repeating the question)
3. Belittling the question (making the questioner seem petty)
4. Playing dumb
5. Providing a vague answer
You can probably guess by the tone of this post that Rescue’s reply fell into a category other than #1.
More after coffee because I’m sure you’re wondering what the question was.
Still… No cure for the hangovers!
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Hope you have a better day. 🙁
And obviously, I was blinded by anger because that “three” turned into five! 🙂
Uh oh… Just when you think you’re progressing- WHAM!
I’ll twiddle my thumbs awaiting the details.
Thanks Just Saying – I’m working on it. Jessie, you won’t be twiddling long.
I so need to know what happened…
Esme these fricking men!!! I was just ready to post something demure based on your post yesterday about why we sometimes find common interests and get along so well with men younger than us and then this.
I really, truly don’t want to add him to the Infamous Hangovers section.
I’m hoping these next couple of hours will allow me to post a happy ending to this morning’s ridiculous episode. Part 2 of this is coming up next.
I’ve been thinking a lot about why I seem to be attracted to younger men…and I have a theory. I will try to post about it later tonight 😉
I don’t even need to know the question. If he answered whatever you asked defensively, then he’s either guilty or hiding something. Without knowing all of the details about this situation it’s hard to say if asking a barrage of questions is a good idea but you probably have good reason to.
So here’s what’s next – knowing or hearing what you know, what are you going to do about it?
Silver, for his sake, I hope his response was none of the above and was more of “I don’t know how to answer without looking like a jerk”.
Hey E.D., not sure if you’ve read the follow up to this post yet.
If not, it gets better or shall I say worse.
Hung jury leaning towards conviction and a prison sentence of life without me.