Ohhh ladies. Last night was a really really bad night for me. IDK what to think right now, but here goes.
So, as you all know, H is in dental school. He really wanted to make friends in dental school because since moving from Arizona, he has no friends out here other than my family members, who live an hour or more away from us. I've been pushing for him to make plans with his classmates, and he has, but the people we've been hanging with are just not into the things we are into. (likeeee... drinking. HAH!) So, when he tells me that some of the guys wanted to go to a bar this week, I was like COOL! Make friends with them, hell, I will drive you guys to the bar! <--- that last statement right there is where the issues start,
The plan was for them to go to this awesome brewery that I have been wanting to go to on Thursday (today.) I will admit right now that yes, I was totally jealous of not being invited. We're newlyweds! And, we rarely get to go out like that with people other than my sister and brother in law, who don't drink also. Whatever, I put my jealousy aside because that's all me, and not his fault. He SHOULD have a guys night.
So, Tuesday night he tells me, yeah, they want you to drive us there. You will be picking them up 20 MINUTES AWAY FROM OUR HOUSE. Ummm, what? The brewery is 5 min away from our house! You're telling me I have to go out of my way to pick them up? My intent was for them to meet at our house, and I would drive them there, and pick them up. NOT go out of my way, picking them up! WHATEVER. I agree after throwing a mini fit. Communication fail on both ends, obviously.
Then, yesterday, while I was at work, he tells me "we're going tonight instead of tomorrow." ...I had plans yesterday to go visit my mom, sister, the baby, AND my friend who I haven't seen since the wedding. H gives me the "you WANTED me to meet new friends" cry, so I cancel on everyone. Meaning, I get to hear the WRATH from my mom on Friday for rescheduling. That's a whole other issue.
Fast forward to last night. I am not only having to pick up 2 guys at one location 20 min out of the way, but a 3rd person was needed to be picked up. So, I became a taxi driver. Anyway, we get there, I drop them off, and tell H that I will be at a Target that they said was near by. This place is super secluded, with not even street lights to let you know where you are. I never found the damn Target, and sat in a dark parking lot for 2 hours. I let H know this through text, hoping he would just tell me to come into the bar, but NOPE. He says "Okay babe!" and that was it. No concern for my safety whatsoeverrrrr.
When I pick them up after crying in an empty parking lot, they're drunk, and ask me how Target went. I was cool with them, but I told them I never found it, and stayed in that dark parking lot. Everyone, including H (which infuriated me) were like OHHHHH you should have come in! WTF H, YOU KNEW I was in the damn parking lot!
We dropped everyone off, I gave him the silent treatment, took a Valium and went to bed. We talked about it at 2am when I woke up again because he was snoring LOL. We're okay now, but I'm still hurt. He was so careless. Yeah, I offered to drive them, but it was taken too far on his end. I should have communicated better on my intent, but also don't commit me to something before asking if it's ok with me. He would have neverrrr been ok with any of that if the tables were turned.
Sigh... ok. End rant. He's not a bad person, guys, I swear.
Sorry this is so damn long. I just needed to let it all out.
ETA: I need to add that I am extra sensitive right now do to lady times coming. I get really emotional, as much as I hate to blame my problems on aunt flo. (that bitch.)