Here We Go
Jan. 23rd, 2017 09:54 amI feel like writing.
Saturday was going fairly well. I was feeling accomplished, relaxed, just enjoying the afternoon.
Things are not going well for the girlfriend. She is ultra bogged-down with schoolwork. She has endless reading, papers, assignments. Tomorrow, she is supposed to visit her mother and has a 3-hour long coast guard auxiliary meeting. As afternoon rolled into evening, she was clearly getting really upset as she just felt overwhelmed.
I offered to help her out (I consider myself an OK writer and could help brainstorm some ideas or points), she turned it down. I told her to take a break, let me give her a massage, etc. She turned it down.
It's an incredibly difficult time for her...and it's frustrating for me. I feel woefully inadequate and it's dragging me down further than where I usually am.
We drove around Seattle and had a nice day on Sunday. Took some fun pictures and got to laugh a lot. She gets ultra-stressed when she's driving though...that gets me on edge.
Drank a little too much last night. That happens. It was a football day. I was excited about the Patriots. It was a haze of booze, random hugs, high fives, cheering...
I came back and of course, I was three sheets to the wind, and the lady was not amused. I fell asleep and when I woke up this morning, she was pissed. I fell on the sword and admitted I was being inattentive and obnoxious, and that I was going to pull back the drinking for a while so I'm not a douche when I'm around her. I think I can make that happen.
She said her grandpa called her and was being a jerk. I think he has some form of dementia and was just lashing out. Apparently has less than a year left to live. More wood on the fire.
I leave for Portland in a few minutes. I'm hungover, but I'm up to it. It's a nice day, should be an easy drive.
Saturday was going fairly well. I was feeling accomplished, relaxed, just enjoying the afternoon.
Things are not going well for the girlfriend. She is ultra bogged-down with schoolwork. She has endless reading, papers, assignments. Tomorrow, she is supposed to visit her mother and has a 3-hour long coast guard auxiliary meeting. As afternoon rolled into evening, she was clearly getting really upset as she just felt overwhelmed.
I offered to help her out (I consider myself an OK writer and could help brainstorm some ideas or points), she turned it down. I told her to take a break, let me give her a massage, etc. She turned it down.
It's an incredibly difficult time for her...and it's frustrating for me. I feel woefully inadequate and it's dragging me down further than where I usually am.
We drove around Seattle and had a nice day on Sunday. Took some fun pictures and got to laugh a lot. She gets ultra-stressed when she's driving though...that gets me on edge.
Drank a little too much last night. That happens. It was a football day. I was excited about the Patriots. It was a haze of booze, random hugs, high fives, cheering...
I came back and of course, I was three sheets to the wind, and the lady was not amused. I fell asleep and when I woke up this morning, she was pissed. I fell on the sword and admitted I was being inattentive and obnoxious, and that I was going to pull back the drinking for a while so I'm not a douche when I'm around her. I think I can make that happen.
She said her grandpa called her and was being a jerk. I think he has some form of dementia and was just lashing out. Apparently has less than a year left to live. More wood on the fire.
I leave for Portland in a few minutes. I'm hungover, but I'm up to it. It's a nice day, should be an easy drive.