I feel I need to write this post because I have stated over and over again the horribleness of my marriage. P was in Brussels for a week, last week. I had a good week without him, I always do. When he came home, he was actually pretty nice. He took me food shopping, and dug up some plants for me without giving me a hard time or complaining about it. He also took me out to dinner at an excellent Indian restaurant, Anokha, in Short Pump and we had a very good time. It didn’t hurt that the restaurant had excellent food and service. I highly recommend eating there.
This past week P has been in Argentina, (lucky him). His hotel was located in a state park and he had a view of the Iguazu Waterfalls. He also got to go on a boat ride right up to the falls.. I’m so jealous! The falls are magnificent and I wish I could have experienced them. The videos he sent were wonderful and captured their majesty. He is due home today and I am kind of dreading it. The later he comes the better because I feel he will interfere with my day.
Again in all fairness, this is not his fault. I can’t seem to do what I have planned when he is home. It is totally on me.