Saturday Mishaps

I think that I am myself again or at least my body is starting to feel normal again.

Last night I convinced Brenda that I just wanted the night to be the two of us rather than having company come over. She didn't seem to mind my decision.

I saw her off to work this morning and just kind of lounged around. She wanted me to get a movie from the video store. Well, I got caught up in watching Mutiny on the Bounty for some reason and got to the video store late. When I got to the video store all of the copies of the movie that she wanted were gone. I called to tell her that the movie was out and that I would look at some other stores to see if they had it. She was of course upset.

I personally felt that she was getting just a little too upset about a movie. I am sure that I can find it somewhere else.

This is not the first time this week that she has been pissed off at me. Earlier in the week she wanted to go see Grease. I have seen it before and I can not stand musicals. They annoy me and I can not understand the hold that these things have over some women.

What I am really wondering is whether Brenda is keeping count of my mistakes.

Does anyone remember my original assessment of Brenda months ago? I believe that I said that recently divorced women are angry and horny. Well, I wasn't wrong. Last night she was on a roll about her ex-husband. I heard story after story about what he could and could not do right.

What am I supposed to take from these stories? Are these hints on what I should and should not do? I find all of this to be very disturbing. I do not like to be judged all the time by someone who says that they love me. Maybe I am just being naive here.

I also find it strange that I can not say anything negative, yet she can. I have an attitude, while she has an opinion. All of this sounds like a double standard to me.

Maybe I am just being too sensitive here or perhaps the stress of working twelve days in a row is getting to her.

Brenda is a person that needs to be doing something all of the time. If she is stationary for any length of time she falls asleep. Her job is her life. I think that I can count the number of days when work has not called her at home.

On a positive note Brenda says that she needs to learn patience and she admits that she is spoiled. She is so spoiled that she uses her father's gas card to pay for her gas. All that I can say is that luxury must be nice.

Well, its noon and I doubt that I will have the chance to write any more today. Laundry is on the schedule and we might grill out.

I am still reading the Out of Africa book.