So remember when my gf Mona told me that she didn’t want to see me this weekend because she thought she wasn’t my priority because I wanted to go to my friend’s guys-only birthday party on Saturday night which was supposed to be me and Mona’s night?
And that, after getting nowhere arguing with her, a joint therapy session was scheduled?
And it turns out she wanted to go to a mud run on a day that she and I were supposed to see each other but I didn’t want to do it?
Well, as of Saturday morning, she couldn’t give a rat’s ass about my going to my friend’s birthday party because now she has a thing she wants to do without me.
Which makes her a HYPOCRITE.
We were arguing with the therapist, not each other.
Damn that was so weird how she switched to my side of the argument so quickly. I SO want to call her out on it- make sure she’s well aware of how she changed her mind once she had a vested interest but couldn’t care less when I was the only person with a stake in it.
Now, I know some of ny blogpeeps now have more ammunition against Mona, and would think I should proceed with such a confrontation.
I also believe there are a few out there who would say “what would you gain by rubbing her nose in it and being righteous?”
Look, the way she is can be difficult at times. She can be selfish, headstrong and attention-hungry. But she’s also fun, energetic, exciting, driven, focused, funny, fun, vulnerable, brilliant, clever, zany, sassy, bold.
We’ve all got our stuff. Some may think I’m being too accepting. I don’t know, it doesn’t feel like it, doesn’t feel like she’s going against any of my non-negotiable “terms.” Yes, we have ups and downs but far too many ups.
PS… My friend Darren’s guys-only surprise party was ridiculous fun. Only one guest didn’t show up who said he would (which is WEAK)… but we had such a good time. Loud, obnoxious fun. Went through 36 beers or so, tons of chips, endless tales of old times.
A friend even brought over DJ equipment, including an amp, smoke machine and a light -orb thingy.
I even brought my tobacco pipe just to be different (we hung in his yard for a bit.)
Three of us crashed over the house. It was there or crash in our cars.