So I last saw Senior Jefe in December. I was sick for at least 75% of the time I was there. Then the floor thing happened/still happening, so our trip in January got cancelled. We made plans (both Spring Break and a second visit if I get an interview for a job I am looking at in DC). These 2 weeks were the only 2 weeks in the remaining part of the semester when our schedules could overlap and we could see each other.
Right as I am getting ready to book the cruise, "Surprise!"
The Navy, that whore of a wife he's married to, decides "Oh, sorry Jefe. You have to stay with me."
I hate that bitch sometimes.
So, here we got 4.5 mo or more of no husband. Aren't I a lucky girl?
And yes, I do realize it could be far worse and that I should be grateful for all the good things I have in my life. I just feel a bit crushed right now. I actually love that guy and would like to see him.
3 comments:
That seriously sucks the big one. I am so sorry you got the rug yanked out from under you. :-(
Don't discount what you're feeling because things aren't worse. You have every right to feel crushed and upset. Raging lunatic mad, even. The Navy can suck it. I'm here for you.
Thanks ladies. I appreciate the understanding.
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