Oh My God!!! He is driving me crazy!! Why can't he just be normal. We have spent the entire last month together, not more than 20 feet apart. Once in a blue moon we went to a store or something apart, but that would be only a few minutes. And now we are driving each other crazy, but especially him driving me nuts. I AM close to perfect after all!!!LOL!!
I can give examples: All the way up in the elevator, we were alone, he starts to make pizzies (passing gas) ..toot toot....toot toot....toot toot...at any time the elevator could have stopped to let people on. This just makes me so mad...you have no idea.
And have I mentioned he is sloooooooow...slow talking, slow thinking, slow walking, just plain slow? Why I do believe I have mentioned this before...Mr. Speed of Dark. My hip hurts when we walk that slow. So what I do now is walk the normal speed (which is lightening fast compared to him) then stop. I don't look, I don't move, I just stop. Then when I hear him shuffle up I take off again. And stop and do it all over. We never ever walk beside each other. Never.
And leaving the room is downright painful. I lay around and read and blog and stare out the window and wait for him. Then when he is all ready I get up grab my stuff and head out the door, only to hear him say "oh I need my cane. I need my glasses, and I need my wallet" or whatever. And that folks is another good five minutes to accomplish.
Today he finally said he was ready so I headed to the door and holy crow! he was there and ready. So off we go, get on the elevator and on the way down he says, "Oh I forgot my glasses and Oh I didn't put my hearing aids in." WHAT THE HELL!!!!! So I pulled out my room card, stuck it in the security slot, pushed 5 (our floor) and went right back up. Into the room and I went straight over to the bed and picked up my book and started reading. I got a chapter read before we were heading back out the door.
And, god forbid, he likes the echoey sound in the bathroom. Almost every time he is in there, he leaves the door open (shovel list) and he makes noises. He boop boops, he sings, he growls, he hums...he LIKES the sounds. And when we watch tv he imitates the accents, or certain words or for sure if anyone laughs. He is like a freaking parrot. I swear he has turettes.
And I don't even have to mention again the sneezing, coughing, harrumphing, nose blowing, spitting (shovel list), nail clipping, pizzying......'sigh'.
I think its time for this trip to be over. We are now fighting (or at least I am), my patience is gone, I am tired of repeating everything, I am tired of his stupid sarcastic remarks, I am done. And I know for a fact that I am equally driving him nuts, and hurting his feelings, and making him mad. Its too bad really because in between all that crap we have a fantastic time together. He can be so funny and he is also very loving..but he still drives me nuts!!! Tomorrow we will be home by noon. TTYL
(if you are reading this Bill...I do actually love you up to the sky....we just need a break!!! LOL!!!)
LOLOLOL...welcome home!
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