DANCING LIGHTS ZOMG
I really have to remember when Bill says something its 80% likely to be untrue. Really, its pretty much always the case. Like when Bill says he’ll call me. Or come with me in the store, or stop for food. Yeah. 80% of the time, it doesn’t happen.
Case in point, I am currently home instead of in the truck due to the aforementioned stupid mother incident. But the whole emergency ex-fiasco is now over, and yet… here I am still home. Hmm…
Funny, because until 7 PM last night Bill was not aware that the ex-fiasco thing was rescheduled, and he was certain he’d be home Friday afternoon to take the reigns over from his self made ex-fiasco mess.
For those of you just tuning in a little background on the ex-fiasco thing, Bill started dating me under the ‘guise’ that he and his ex had split up, while he never said those words, the implications were there. For instance, when I first started to hit on him, prior to dating while I was still in the school, I asked, hey are you with someone? Nothing the ring on a finger he had at the time.
He stated he ‘was’ but it wasn’t a happy relationship and he wasn’t really inclined to actually marry her, and so I took that as a hmmm back off dudes conflicted and seriously renegotiated my flirting. Which is weird in of itself I don’t USUALLY flirt with people. Especially men! I’ve been known to flirt with a few female friends, one in particular because it makes her REALLY uncomfortable. For some reason I was really crushing on Bill.
So anyway, after I ‘graduate’ I have to retake the CDL test, I flunked it the first time. Yay stalling out due to forgetting to down shift after stopping. So to prepare me for this, they sent me out ALONE on a truck ride with dum dum dum… BILL! Whose been my instructor the whole time. And I noticed… the ring isn’t on his finger. Intrigued I questioned him, and he told me he took it off in front of her. Not much more elaboration there so I didn’t press, then on this training run he asks if I am hungry, I am so he takes me on what I call our first ‘unofficial’ date. Where we talk for 3 friggen hours about our shitty relationships future goals, and personal ideals. He pays for the food, refuses to let me pay my own.
So anyway, after I got my CDL he texts me, and asks me on a date. During this date he mention the girl he had been engaged to had left for SC, he made it seem like it was FOR GOOD. Turns out it was for a short visit to a friend. DUM DUM DUM. He is still with her and we are dating and pretty damn seriously too!
She finds out, of course she finds out the dumbass is pet sitting my dog and cat. Whom agrees to pet sit the dog and cat of your mistress I mean GEE HONEY IM JUST WATCHING THIS CHICK IVE ONLY KNOW FIFTEEN DAYS PETS CAUSE IM NICE REALLY. Yeah. ANY woman would fall for that. I was obviously pissed when I started getting nasty text and phone calls from her. Told him I was not playing threes company, and I was bailing. He says no no no he has asked her to leave, he’s broken up with her. YEAH… but she still lives with you, and where does she sleep at night pray tell? Hmmm…
Anyway, being an idiot, I trusted him. He and her got into a spat over some stupid shit he told her in a very mean way very loud and yelly from what he has told me, to get the fuck out of his house in 2 weeks or he would kick her out into the street. He then comes to chill with me in San Antonio. She leaves before he gets back, leaving most of her crap here, including the couch, entertainment center, clothing, and some other crap.
So anways cut to three years later, or is it two? I don’t really remember anyway, he had been totally avoiding her ever since when she wants to come get her stuff, she’s been calling for like a year trying to set up a date and he won’t return her phone calls, so the ex is MAD. Not to mention that her couches and my cats have not gotten along too well either.
So here I am, having once again stupidly tried to bail Bill out of a bad situation, by coming home early and cleaning the pig style house up a little before the ex showed up and to be here when she did show up because there was very small chance he could be here. I volunteered to both clean the house and be there when the ex goes ballistic over her couch’s condition, but he promised he’d be home Friday night to assist me with the ex-fiasco. Ha!
So I’ve spent all day cleaning the snake cages, literally, it’s a long drawn out process to clean 100 snake cages. I also acquired two larger females, that I will conveniently not tell Bill about unless he notices. The reason its taking so long is because I am feeding them then cleaning the cages, so its harder. I’ve gotten about 75% to eat now.
My mice experiment is turning out well, late last night they started going nuts screaming so I went to see whqt was up and they were all chewing on each other, I gave them some bread and they ate that, this afternoon I got a little house and some mouse food for them. They are all chilling in their house full now so I think they will live and eventually breed.
Anyway I sent Bill a message via his work to call me at my toll free number so I could tell him his ex wasn’t coming, I then nicely allowed him to three way off my toll free number to his friend. Then he told me he’d call me back later that night or today to tell me when he was going to be home. No call.
Hmm. Another lie! And he can’t use the no phone excuse because my toll free number works at payphones.
He is such an ass. You know what I feel like to him, a walking sex toy. I swear. He says nothing to me, then goes and talks to his friends for 2 hours. He refuses to acknowledge that I come up with any of the ideas that saved his ass so many times, when he tells other people about them its HE did it. He hasn’t bought me a birthday, Christmas, mothers day, anniversary, valentines day, ANY DAMN DAY gift ever. EVER. NOT EVENA CARD.
WTF BBQ OTHER HUSBAND COULD GET AWAY WITH NOT GETTING EVENA FUGGIN CARD!
Oh and his excuse? He’s never been the type to get cards. Oh really, because lookey here, it’s a closet full of fucking cards you gave your ex you even gave her cards for fucking Halloween WHO GIVES HALLOWEEN CARDS!? -head xplodes-
In other news I had a bit of a fight with my car today. I had the undercarriage lights on, and apparently forgot to turn them off when I went in, so when I came out to do something I saw them, went to the car, turned it on for a few minutes to recharge the battery and turned the lights off. Got out the car, looked down, they were off, went back into house. Later I come out… wtf the lights are back on!?
So I go back to the car and open the door… the light blinks to a different color… wtf… sit down.. light changes color again… o.0 zomg they are haunted. Turn on car, lights change like 30 times really fast… radio comes out, lights start changing all over the place then I figured it out… APPARENTLY unbeknownst to me my light set has a ‘dance to music’ feature which I accidently set it to. Which is butt fucking cool. Its soooooooo awesome the lights change to beats. So of course I had to put on the best song ever for light changing to beats, Nickelback Figured You Out… youtube video coming soon.