No smoking in the Waiting Room.

It's really starting to seep in that Dave and I just might not work out after all. Four and a half years of waiting is tiresome and I just don't know how much longer I can do it. Grant it, there was a time period where Dave worked nothing but nights, I worked nothing but mornings and on Dave's nights off, I attended my night classes. As hard as that was, we made it through.

Now our schedules pretty much work in sync. Dave works all mornings with the occasional work day that lasts until 7:00 PM (NO WEEKENDS!). My schedule ranges from 7:00-3:00 or 11:00-7:00 with the exception that every six weeks or so it's my due turn to close Friday and Saturday. I see no flaws or excuses for why we only see each other once a week, and not even that sometimes.

So...

Spending time with each other only occurs when it's convenient for Dave. Forbid I have plans, I get sarcastic remarks like "Oh, now you have a car you don't know me anymore" or "Oh, now that you have a car you have friends now."
Double standards I assume, Dave can be too "busy" for me but I have to be the one with no life waiting around for spare time!

P.S. The 21rst is Wednesday next week, our 5th anniversary. If Dave remembers, he may have just saved us after all.
BUT...
If he forgets, it will be the straw that broke the camel's back.

Posted on May 15, 2008 6:22 PM | Permalink
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