I was actually able to get out of the house last night and have some fun.
Lately I'v been able to go out once a week or so to a bar or something, and it's fun, but I never feel like I've been able to get my engery back.
So yesterday I took Isaac to Portland to drop him off with his grandmother then I headed back to Beaverton to go to a friends house warming party. I've know this girl for YEARS, we went to middle school together and we've always kinda kept in touch. When I got there my energy just went through the roof, I felt like I did when I was 19 again.
Anyways I had fun. I got to see some old friends and meet new people, have a couple of drinks and get a little high (which wasn't so much fun at first, but I felt great when everything quit spinning), I don't smoke that often so I think even the little bit that I had really did a number on me.
I got to the party by 6:30pm ish and people started showing up around 9 and finally cleared out at about 4am Which is when I left.
My husband seemed a little upset with me when I came home, though he didn't say much about it, as well as the better part of today.
He and my brother spent yesterday cleaning our apartment and I helped a bit today. It seems like Joe kept trying to make me feel bad for going out last night and staying out soo long instead of being home cleaning with everyone else and he kept getting annoyed with me because I wasn't working as hard to get things clean up the rest of the way as he would have liked me to. Like because I wasn't home last night I should totally work harder today to make up for it. Which I can understand to a point, but him being a dick about it isn't going to motivate me to work any harder.
I also let him know that I had a couple drinks last night and smoked a little as well and he didn't tell me that I shouldn't have done it or anything, but he doesn't have to 'say' anything. He acts disappointed and upset in a way that I think can be worse that just saying it out loud. But he doesn't because he "Doesn't want to sound like an asshole and feel like a jerk about it", so instead he becomes very passive-agressive, which is not anybetter in my mind.
But anyways, I did have a great time last night, it was wonderful just being around people other than my family.
Lately I'v been able to go out once a week or so to a bar or something, and it's fun, but I never feel like I've been able to get my engery back.
So yesterday I took Isaac to Portland to drop him off with his grandmother then I headed back to Beaverton to go to a friends house warming party. I've know this girl for YEARS, we went to middle school together and we've always kinda kept in touch. When I got there my energy just went through the roof, I felt like I did when I was 19 again.
Anyways I had fun. I got to see some old friends and meet new people, have a couple of drinks and get a little high (which wasn't so much fun at first, but I felt great when everything quit spinning), I don't smoke that often so I think even the little bit that I had really did a number on me.
I got to the party by 6:30pm ish and people started showing up around 9 and finally cleared out at about 4am Which is when I left.
My husband seemed a little upset with me when I came home, though he didn't say much about it, as well as the better part of today.
He and my brother spent yesterday cleaning our apartment and I helped a bit today. It seems like Joe kept trying to make me feel bad for going out last night and staying out soo long instead of being home cleaning with everyone else and he kept getting annoyed with me because I wasn't working as hard to get things clean up the rest of the way as he would have liked me to. Like because I wasn't home last night I should totally work harder today to make up for it. Which I can understand to a point, but him being a dick about it isn't going to motivate me to work any harder.
I also let him know that I had a couple drinks last night and smoked a little as well and he didn't tell me that I shouldn't have done it or anything, but he doesn't have to 'say' anything. He acts disappointed and upset in a way that I think can be worse that just saying it out loud. But he doesn't because he "Doesn't want to sound like an asshole and feel like a jerk about it", so instead he becomes very passive-agressive, which is not anybetter in my mind.
But anyways, I did have a great time last night, it was wonderful just being around people other than my family.
Also, your son is SO amazingly cute! Does he have red hair, or is that just a trick of the light??