hurting me like this.
It may be silly... I don't know.
Those who know me, know I love football. Michigan Wolverines is my team. All season long (and last season) I kept saying how bad I wanted to go to a game. I even cut out a newspaper ad for someone selling their tickets to a game and gave it to my husband... told him it'd be a perfect birthday present. Ya... we probably couldn't afford it, but I was still being serious.
How about some FREE tickets? That would save us $110 right there for a pair!! SWEET!
Our brother-in-law gave my husband a pair of tickets for free that he had gotten from his uncle who had season passes.
Bryan invited his dad.
what. the. f%ck.
I was at work yesterday when he called to tell me.
Of course I was upset. He knew I would be. So why?
He claims he invited his dad because his dad would pay for parking and food and gas.
Bryan KNOWS I would have walked 5 miles to save on parking just so I could go to the game. I would have skipped eating for today just so I could have gone to the game. And gas? Well gas is just plain dirt cheap right now. ($1.83/gallon by me!!)
When I went to bed last night I was still sad but thought I was getting over it.
I was upstairs this morning getting ready and I heard his dad come in the door and I lost it again.
Am I wrong to be this hurt???
I work 6 days a week. He work 4 days a week. Granted my job is way easier..... I still do the housework alone, too though. He's gone now and will be gone 'till I have to leave for work at 4:30pm. Then he's leaving again to go to the bar to watch a fight. Then when I get off work at 10:00pm, I have to drive out to the boonies and sit at a friend's house for a couple hours waiting for him to get back from the bar so I can take him home.
What a f&cking AWESOME Saturday.