The Beast was up early this morning, as usual and I got up to see if he was putting together his suitcase with clothes for his trip. When he was still in his underwear and on his computer, I asked him what time he was leaving. It's about a 5 hour drive to his aunt's house so there wasn't really a rush. That's when he told me that he wasn't going to NC. When I asked him why, he actually said he really didn't think he should leave me alone. That pissed me off and I told him that he was nuts to do that. I would be fine here alone and he knew it! Then he said that he also wasn't feeling well enough to make the trip. His COPD and the chest cold made him feel pretty bad and he wasn't sleeping well. I told him not to try to use me as his excuse but I am sure that's what he did to his cousins. Grrrr!
So here I am, stuck. He refuses to let me drive myself anywhere. I told him to stop trying to make me a cripple by thinking I am incapable of doing things by myself. He just said that our streets are still very dangerous and slippery since the temperature allows it to melt partially and then freezes it into ice at night. I know he has a point but.....I said to him, *With the tracks that have been made in the snow, I can follow them and stay out of trouble. The rest of the roads have been cleared that I would be traveling on.* But he started to act like I was up to something and that was the reason I didn't want him to drive me anywhere. I threw my hands up in the air and said, *You always say that when you can't get your way. *I* am not the one that is always *up to something* and buying all kinds of stuff then trying to hide the fact. That is YOU!*
I am afraid I slammed the door to my computer room when I went into it. Shame on me. I swear that man deserves a horse-whipping for the crap he puts me thru. He has been trying to *take care of me* even tho' the doctor said I was fine and should start resuming my normal life. He did say that my energy level might take another week or so to return but it would return. But I think the Beast likes having me captive, so-to-speak. Ha! When my sister gets here, he will have a shock coming to him. She won't let him do this to me. And she has a very sweet way of just coming to get me that even he can't get around. LOL!
Well, love you all. I will be fine. Just another couple days until the snow is all gone. *Sigh* Hope you are as lucky. ***Hugs***
COPD killed Leonard Nimoy. There is still hope. :)
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