I'm late, I'm late for a very important date

Well I'm not any white rabbit, but Alice in Wonderland would certainly agree with me that my fiance undeniably loves to waste my time.
Today, he needed me to take him to the airport and given that I had to rush to work straight afterwards, it is understandable that I made it specifically clear that I was going to pick him up at 9am on the dot to take him to the airport. So when I rocked up at his place at 9am and to call and call not to have him answer my phone, it sure peed me of. Unfortunately it happens every single time that I have to take him to the airport. Whether it be that he sleeps in, still in the shower, or out having a smoke; but whether you turn your head or bring out some rose-coloured glasses there is no way of getting around the fact that he wastes my time.
But the sending off to the airport isn't the only occasion this happens. Hmmm..let's see. There's always driving to his house to pick him up only to find him asleep, when he himself specified the time that I should see him (whether it be exams, or breakfast or whatever really). There's the times when I'm exhausted after work (yet stupid me goes to see him before I head home) only to rock up at his house and he tells me to wait for him while he goes outside for a smoke for 10 minutes, then spends another 5 minutes washing his face and brushing his teeth so that his smokeyness does not offend me. By now, you would think that it would click that to him that me sitting alone for 15 minutes in his house isn't really that fun. But then again my fiance isn't the most intelligent of the male species. He hasn't really evolved much from ape.


Today was pretty much the last straw when it comes to my time management. Unfortunately for him, my schedule can't fit him in. He'll just have to fit around it here and there. Have fun hon!

Feeling's Just Not There

Just in case if you were wondering, my fiance did call me up the next day to thank me for helping him out when he was unwell, and at that time it made me feel warm and fuzzy and needed. But for no apparent reason my feelings for him have gone totally cold lately. I don't really want to see him, or talk to him, or even want him to touch me. Strangely enough I'm pretty much the same at work and somehow I feel happier when I'm at work than with him. I'm also happier at home with my family. I was thinking that maybe it's the resentment coming out. I resent him for wasting my time, for not taking me seriously, for being selfish and unappreciative, and honestly, while he's sad to leave me for a week to go to the US for training, all that goes through my mind is, "It's just a week. Get over it!"
Perhaps I ought to be more clingy, but unfortuately for him, I'm far from that kind of person. It's taken a lot already to say "Oh honey are you alright?" at every little bunp (of course with the concerned look of expression expected as well , PLUS the tone of voice to match). If it was anyone else, all they'd get is "Hey, you alright?" said more a drawl like "Heyuaright" while not removing my gaze from the TV. It's all so much more effort on top of my natural character. So tiring.

In Sickness and in Health

In sickness and in health till death do us part...seems ideal I must say, but geez what a drag that must be.
Today, I spent most of my day caring for my partially disabled fiance. Helping him put on his socks, help him in and out of bed, drive for hours trying to find a gp open on a Saturday so that he could get some painkillers for his back, AND on top of that cook and clean for him. I'm sure his kitchen has never sparkled so much (he had oil dripping from the exhaust fan for goodness sakes). Yet at the end of the day, he's feeling better and working on his computer when I tell him I'm going home and he just goes, "Ok, bye!". In my mind, I was going. "What the.....^%&%^#$@#!". A hard day's work taking care of a yelping invalid and I just get an "Ok, bye!" when he's feeling a lot better? He didn't even look at me until I went up to kiss him goodbye. Humph! What an ungrateful SOB. I think I'll just snub him tomorrow. See how that feels!

Been a while old friend

Yes it sure seems like it's been a while since I've posted anything on here. Perhaps I've partially settled down and I've finally got it in my head that " Yes, I'm getting married" and "Well...I've got nowhere to run now". So either way, I guess that's how my future is going to pan out.
At the moment, my stomach is keeping me up. Not in the sense that it's going, "Feed me! Feeeeeeeeeed me!" but more so like, "Hey let's just bomb this place!". Lately everyone at my work is falling sick. One has a cold, the other has shingles as well as a cold, and I, well... let's just say that the toilet is my best friend at the moment. Even my fiance is down and out with a crook back. It's the early morning of my only day off in the week and I'm rolling in bed rubbing my stomach while blogging (I guess multitasking is a female thing after all).
Anyway I better go curl up and die. x.x