The Worst Valentines Day ever...
A horrible day that I'm not real keen on dredging up but as I have been neglecting my handwritten journal, I'd best make sure that I put down an account somewhere.
David had worked the night before, so I was quite prepared for him to crawl into bed just as I got up. I gave him a kiss as I always do and got Alex off to school.
When 1pm finally came around, I put David's gift and a little card on the table, and went to wake him up. Then I got the washing in and started to fold it as I waited. When David came in he saw the gift, and sort of paused for a second before saying "I told you not to get anything." Then he stomped into the lounge and turned the TV on.
He sat there for an hour or so, without speaking. So I put the gift (it's a DVD) in the cabinet with the rest, tore up the card and threw it away. We didn't speak until about 5pm when he said that it was time to go grocery shopping.
He asked why I seemed upset and I told him. He said "Oh." Then he drove around town for a few minutes, trying to find a cafe that was still open (there was only one and because they were gearing up to the evening meal rush, they'd only serve us coffee, which I didn't want but David ordered anyway.) It was quite awkward and he seemed angry that I didn't appreciate what he'd done for me.
I'm so disappointed that I can't find the words to describe how hurt I am. We've been together for more than 4 years now, and he's never been like that before. He's never been the most romantic man on the planet, but he always made some small effort. But this year was awful.
*Sorry for the rant*
David had worked the night before, so I was quite prepared for him to crawl into bed just as I got up. I gave him a kiss as I always do and got Alex off to school.
When 1pm finally came around, I put David's gift and a little card on the table, and went to wake him up. Then I got the washing in and started to fold it as I waited. When David came in he saw the gift, and sort of paused for a second before saying "I told you not to get anything." Then he stomped into the lounge and turned the TV on.
He sat there for an hour or so, without speaking. So I put the gift (it's a DVD) in the cabinet with the rest, tore up the card and threw it away. We didn't speak until about 5pm when he said that it was time to go grocery shopping.
He asked why I seemed upset and I told him. He said "Oh." Then he drove around town for a few minutes, trying to find a cafe that was still open (there was only one and because they were gearing up to the evening meal rush, they'd only serve us coffee, which I didn't want but David ordered anyway.) It was quite awkward and he seemed angry that I didn't appreciate what he'd done for me.
I'm so disappointed that I can't find the words to describe how hurt I am. We've been together for more than 4 years now, and he's never been like that before. He's never been the most romantic man on the planet, but he always made some small effort. But this year was awful.
*Sorry for the rant*