I am going through it today. I know its gotta be PMS. Everything is bothering me. THe woman I work with crunches so loud on pretzels, I had to hide them in the kitchen. My boyfreind then starts to ***** me out becasue I didnt save any money this week. The cost of everything is so high, that lately I have been living from check to check. We live together, and we share the expenses, and I usually have to get money from him during the week. But I didnt save, becasue I had to pay various things. ( I paid my half of our last months rent, plus a balance becasue we moved, he didnt pay his half, I paid my cell phone, food, gas, my sons school. I was lucky to have 250 left over, which went to other things. (Over the course of a week)Doctors, Fathers Day, I mean what does he think < i just %#@&#! money away?
I went to see about a new school for my son, got lost, ( all during lunch) and wasted gas. So I had to put thirty dollars in my tank ( which was only almost half a tank) The landlord from our previous apt called me to tell me my bf is a deadbeat and didnt pay the four hundred dollars that he owes. Mind you I paid 1000 dollars. The man was nice about it, he is always nice to me, but him and my bf always go at it. LOL. I call my bf to talk and he asks me did I go look at schools, I told him I got lost and he flipped. Saying I never listen to him, and that I just think I know everything. When the truth is that I followed stupid Google search directions and was all backwards. I couldnt beleive that he was so mad and would say all that stuff. I told him how I followed the directions, and if I would have listenend to my OWN mind, I probably would have gotten there on time. I told him he has no faith in me, and he says that he doesnt have any faith in me because I dont give him a reason to or something like that. So now, I dont even want to go home. I feel like he never says anything about the good stuff I do. He only complains about what I dont do. If I dont cook when I get home, he complains that I never cook. If I am tired when I come home, he says that Im always laying down. I told him the other day that NONE of his freinds wives or gf's cook, so why is he always talking %#@&#!? He goes they are spoiled b's/. I used to make him happy, and now it seems like all he does is tell me what Im not.
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