5 misses phone calls...

[sweetjayguitar]

And that lines me up for my boyfriend wanting to beat the shit out of me, but he says that I’m lucky that his momma raised him better that to hit a woman. Lucky? That’s not what I would call it. 4 out of the 5 phone calls I missed in just 90 minutes was his. My reason for not answering was only because I was at the gym in a Bosu and Pilates class. He called me with an emergency, his car broke down and apparently I’m the only person he knows so he was 100% relying on me and me not answering my phone made his highly upset at me, like I said earlier he wanted to beat the shit out of me. He was made cause he didn’t know where I was, he had his boss drive him around to the house to look for me and he said he checked the gym and never say my car, however instead of trying to find me why didn’t he go to the auto place to get the part? I showed up 120 minutes after the first call and drove with him to the auto place. Of coarse this fiasco got into an even larger argument where he told me everything he didn’t like about me and how he could do so much better that me. Sating that I never helped him with anything unless it was convenient to me. He said that I’m never there for him when he needs me so I challenged him to list the occasions that I wasn’t there and his list went up to two and he couldn’t even think of the exact occasion. I was there though when he got pulled over on his bike (he blamed me for that though because his sun glasses were left in my car), I drove him to work when he had no car, I bought him ever quest so he had something to do at home, after coming home from a long day at work I go out and get him soda. I don’t think he recognizes what I do. I recognize what he does for me, taking care of me and making runs to the store when I am sick, tucking me in at night, and bring me lunch at work when I am sick of Bob Evans’ food.
And like always after the fight is over the next few hours is weird but then again in the morning everything becomes fine again and the memory is in the back of our mind. Right now I’m waiting for him to come home so I can make us dinner; he said he would be lat cause of the car and rain.
Before, after he and I fought I was all ready to move out and then he called me and we talked calmly and then that ruined my anger streak. So what did I do when I got home, well I didn’t pack up. Instead I cleaned the house of all the cat hair to make him comfortable for him when he gets home because of his allergies. Even after a fight I’m doing everything I can to make him happy.
Why?