Thursday, June 30, 2005

You know you're ridiculous when...

you bring a shoe bag on a four-day camping trip. How I love long weekends! Just me, my honey, and my doggie (and my five pairs of shoes). HAPPY CANADA DAY!

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Because I can't be bothered with details, I'll stick to point form

- Like always, it all works out in the end. All Phil and I needed was a little time apart to cool down after a major fight. Things are stronger now.
-My teacher is taking what seems to be an ETERNITY to post the grades of our final paper which will determine my final mark. Every semester I find myself compulsively checking if my grade is up. How long does it take to grade a 10 page paper?
-I dropped my second summer class (before it even started). Managerial accounting six hours a week in 30 degree weather? I think not. Even better, I registered for the online section in the fall. I love the comfort of going to school at home in PJs.
-Kimmy and I started playing tennis and we are having a BLAST. I have to learn to separate squash and tennis since techniques in one sport does not help the other.
-Phil and I were on the adventurous side on Monday night. We climbed a fence (and barbwire) in order to take a midnight dip in the public pool which is a couple of blocks away. The most refreshing and exciting swim ever!

Sunday, June 26, 2005

It tears me up inside

In my worst nightmares, I never imagined such a fight. I've heard other couples yelling and crying and being incredibly hurtful, but I never thought that would be us. There's so much anger and rage between us I would almost go as far as calling it hatred. Coming home last night, I was expecting my bags to be packed for me and put out on the front porch. Am I exaggerating? Will we get through this? Unlike what you said, its not because I am a princess that I've never been yelled at like that, it's because no human being deserves to be verbally abused for forty minutes straight about everything and nothing. You brought up the touchiest of subjects... Was it to get a reaction out of me or was it to do as much damage as possible? Is it repairable at this point? The house is so lonely without you and the dog. It's our first night apart in a year. I realize I might have pushed you over the edge. I feel the need to talk about things, I am much calmer now. I hope it's not too late.