Boo Hoo. It's not fair. Humph. Waaa.
The DiSH is out bowling without me.
He made some new friends at the Census training, and they invited him to go bowling with them tonight. I'm home, moaning and groaning for many reasons. Number 1, I wanna gooo!
Number 2, if he's going out to do something fun, I should be with him, not strangers!
Number 3, I need some adult interaction, BAD!
Number 4, I am in pain, and S.I.C.K. O.F. I.T.
I'm being a big baby, I know. Truthfully, I am happy that he is out doing something for himself! He came home early today, and asked me, not for permission to go, because we don't roll like that, but instead, asked me if I needed him to stay home and would I mind if he went out for a couple of hours. It is very rare that we do stuff like that without being together! I think what just sort of started the pouting session I'm in, is that I missed a Girl's Night out last night with my two sisters and a friend that is like a sister, because of this dumb back pain.
So anyway, I pout. I whine. Alone. Humph. Anybody wanna have a Pity Party for me? I'll come!