I love Supernanny. It's hilarious.
Today has been the worst day and I just want to cry. I'm fighting it though, trying not to. It's been a really overwhelmingly stressful day. I think that most of it is due to working at 5 am the last three days. I'm definitely not a morning person the lack of sleep is really taking a toll on my emotions. If I worked at 5 am everyday, it would be a different story, but I'm just not used to it.
Last night as I was laying in bed, falling asleep, Mr. H called. He called a couple weeks ago and it was an amicable conversation then, I thought things went really well. That was then. I have no qualms with him or anything like that, even after last night, and I figured he was feeling the same way, but after last night's conversation, I'm not so sure that's the case anymore.
I didn't mind answering when I saw it was him, I figured he would be calling soon anyway- we've all been there before and just needed to say what we needed to say, get it off our chest. He was really upset though and crying and basically it border-lined on a "I can't live without you and I don't care about anything without you and if I can't have you then nothing else matters" type conversation. Well, no, it didn't borderline on it, it was. I didn't get upset or anything like that. While I don't agree with his opinion on most everything, I respect his right to feel that way so I stayed calm and just told him I was sorry, that I wish things worked out differently, but his situation is just too complicated for me. He still refuses to take responsibility for anything and that's fine, it doesn't really matter too much anymore I suppose. I'm not one that likes the drama and starting fights, well not anymore, so I just let him talk and I stayed quiet.
The conversation left me feeling a little upset though. I can deal with emo, but I can't deal with psycho. He hung up on me after I told him that I don't regret the choice I made and I called Golfpro. I felt bad for waking him up, but he told me not to worry, that I obviously needed to talk and he didn't mind. I felt so comforted. We talked for a few minutes and then I let him get back to sleep. He told me not to worry, he loves me and everything will be okay. I called C after and woke her up too. Wow, everybody goes to bed really early! I have really great friends though. There's no doubt I would of course do the same for them, but it always humbles me in situations like this where they're there for me. It's touching. So C and I talked for a while and then I let her get back to sleep too.
I debated all day today on whether I should tell my mom about this conversation or not, but I figured that if I chose not to, I know something bad would happen, and if I told her, then it would all work out. It's a Murphy's Law type thing and things always work out that way. So I told her and she took it as I expected her too. No freaking out or anything like that, but for the next couple weeks she just wants to know where I'm at at all times. I can understand and respect that.
C talked to Mr. H's brother tonight (they're starting to date) and while he never referenced the current situation, he did say that Mr. H was drunk last night and stumbled in and was just in a mood- he almost started a fight with one of his brother's friends. I'm hoping that is all it was and that'll be the end of it. He'll move on and it'll be done. He is not a happy drunk. At all.
I, on the other hand, am the happiest drunk.
Tomorrow is my appt. with the allergy specialist so wish me luck!
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