For some reason, my work computer was not cooperating this morning.
Hence the afternoon post.
The rest of my weekend came and went quickly...
Saturday night dinner, was prepared by me.... Very cute Klayvn, never made chicken parmigiana before, and needed a little assistance. I didn't mind. It was kind of cute to operate in his kitchen together.
He yelled at me for washing the dishes I dirtied during food preparation.
If I dirty it, I clean it... just how I was raised.
And, I also was raised the cleaning was in my job description too.
Not because I am a girl... but because WOMAN CLEAN BETTER THAN MEN.
Just no two ways about it.
(But, I appreciate it when a man at least offers to help.)
I found myself on Sunday, trying to shoe Klayvn back to his home.
Finally I got an, "WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO GET RID OF ME?"
I didn't mean to offend him, or concern him.
But, he's with us EVERY weekend, ALL WEEKEND.
He is supposed to have a life too, sans 4-year old.
I don't want him to feel obligated to be there.
He tells me that he doesn't, but, he's also the type just to do it... regardless of his needs or wants.
I told him that we (as in Emry and I) really like him, and want him with us for as long is in the cards.
That I didn't want him to resent us... because he felt like he had to be with us.
I got dismissed again.
I still feel the need to let him know that he can still... have his own existence.
Self defense mechanism?
I assure him that it isn't an "estrogen trick"... that's what I label as an... I SAY THIS, BUT MEAN THAT... trait that 90% of woman possess.
I am one of the 10% that says what I mean and means what I say.
as long as he's happy, I'm cool....
I've been having a medical concern as of lately.
I've made a doctors appointment to look into it.
I just wish it were sooner....
I have to see my OBG anyway... for my yearly....But, I scheduled it early.
I've had a 13 day period.
(I KNOW IT SUCKS)
I normally have a 3-4 day cycle, but this month... 4 days on.... 3 days off... and back on again like
and there's bloating and cramping pain that coincides with it.
The doctor said there was no emergency, that she would see me on the 15th... yeah 9 days.
So now, I'm sort of freaking.
I'm usually clockwork...
But not this month.
And the nosy girl in me... checked WebMd.com
AND GOT EVEN MORE SCARED.
Any uplifting words?
Anyone think I should push for an earlier appointment?
Anyone think I should just chill?