
i just do not get it. i try to do everything i can that will make life enjoyable. i have come to the conclusion that:
a: i will never do a damn thing right
b: that what i say will be picked to the point that i will not say a thing again.
c: that now matter what i do to earn her time, she will have more to do than a army of emt's working a gang fight.
got home yesterday from moving one of our kids. got home had some supper, made plans for the next week, made sure that the trip she was going to go on monday by herself would go fine. checked the truck, and helped to get everything in order.
now the frustration part, i would just once in my life like for the start of somekind of just our time be started by her, not me acting like a begging male. which from talking to some of my other friends, they would just about faint if the girls made the first move.
ok, so i am doing small things to get attention, yes, i would die for her, but at nights when we get to bed, what a flippin pain in the butt to just get told, I AM TIRED.
couple of years ago i had a chance to go another direction, i did not, i stayed here, i will stay here till i can not stand it any more, then i will make it look like a accident. i have even told her: "I am worth more to you dead, than alive." when i do decide to go, i will let you all know, and then if any one wants to try thier hand at keeping her happy, you can try.