Monday, May 16, 2011

Road Trip!

Went on a quick road trip to Noonan, ND tonight after work.  Steak night.  They make the most delicious steaks I've eaten since I've moved to Saskatchewan.  Love them.  Nice steak sandwich, baked potato, and a salad for $9.  Great food at an excellent price.  I love having to run to Noonan on steak night.  Or prime rib night...

Today I had to go for two reasons.  Two packages actually.  My new hard hat.  And a couple of t-shirts I had ordered.  In with the t-shirts are keychains my room mate Colin ordered.  They are for the upcoming golf tournament for his son who died over 10 years ago.  Anyhow, he had some nice keychains designed. 

But he's being such an a$$ today.  I won't even tell him they are here.  If he asks later, I'll tell him I got a notice that there was a delivery exception.  That they should arrive tomorrow.  I just am not interested in dealing with his issues. 

Anyhow, he's really upset today.  I get that.  But grow up and talk to me already.  If not, well, it's your loss.  I've already decided I'm done with his crap.  Actually, I decided it back in April.  I have just been going with the flow for the past month or so. 

And now I've got a couple of offers for another place to stay.  So I'm seriously considering taking up one of them.  Get the heck out of here.  I know I'll be so much better off once I go. 

But then why do I still feel so bad about this decision?  Why am I still worried about how it will affect Colin?  This guy who has no IDEA that the world does not revolve around him.  The guy who will take his unfounded anger out on me for weeks at a time without a single word as to why he's so upset.  The guy who's been trying to make me HATE everything I love.  He has me so upset, I've stopped teaching dance lessons.  I just couldn't deal with his baggage around me wanting to teach. 

He's storming around the house.  Won't even talk to me.  Oh well.  His loss.  My tummy is full.  And I'm feeling pretty good right now.  I would say happy, but I think the right description is smug!

And I don't really like that.  I am not that person.  I am bigger than that.  But not today...

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