Selective Irreverance..

You took the world with you..

As long as me and Jon have been dating/known each other/etc. we  have never been on the same page. You’ll be glad to know that I finally got my Olive Garden dinner!Hilarities ensued as to how it happened. It happened Thursday evening. I was supposed to sub for Leah and I, of course, was in no rush to get home since I thought Jon was asleep. When I finally looked at my phone after coming out of dance I saw that I had a voicemail from him and checked my phone. He had asked when I was coming home and since I was on my way home I felt in no rush to get there.

Of course when I got home, he was dressed and laying in my bed with the covers over his face. When I pulled back the covers he grins and yells “I’m mad at you!”. Apparently he had planned on surprising me with dinner when I came home and thought that I was coming home straight after work at around 5:30 pm so he could really be ready. It took about 30 minutes to reconvince him to take me out, even though he was tired, and we finally went to dinner.

I always feel overdressed when I go now. Whereas we always dress up whenever we go the crowd around us is usually in jeans and t-shirts. Not to mention all the kids that run around there now. Dinner was okay..I just ordered boring old fettucine alfredo while he had some sort of chicken tortellini dish. Conversations in these types of settings make me nervous. He always wants to have some sort of serious discussion about us that usually involve me explaining my feelings (which he knows I’m terrible at) in which he stated “I’m stubborn over the pettiest things”. Guilty. But he knows I’m terrible at telling my feelings and if I feel some sort of disappointment I shut down. My emotions are all I have in this relationship. And given how turbulent things have been in the past, I’m trying to protect them as best I can. I wish he understood that.

But the night ended well. So, happy camper.

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