Yep, I was right-OT
SO...my birthday. When I got up for work that day DH got up shortly after, finished off the coffee himself, and sat on the couch with his phone (here we go again, wonder what he has "planned" after I leave). Nothing was said when I left. It wasn't until the afternoon that I got a Facebook message "Wife! We celebrate tonight!". Great job DH...Facebook had to remind you it was my birthday.
I was optimistic at first because I left work at 2:30 and when I arrived home at 3 DH was somehow already home despite him normally not even getting off work until 3:30. He baked one of the cake mixes I had bought...then realized I didn't have any frosting to go with it because we hadn't been shopping. Then he gave me two choices of food that was already in the freezer for dinner. My dad had given me a Birthday card when he had come over for Easter..I had intentionally waited until my birthday to open it because I anticipated everyone else not doing anything. I waited for DH to make some sort of acknowledgement...flowers...card....anything. He handed me one of my own drinks (as he opened one for himself) and said "Happy Birthday!" and gave me a hug. I opened my dad's card in front of him and exclaimed how thoughtful it was (DH can be pretty dense...was hoping that was a good enough, subtle hint) and he said he had to run an errand and would be back in a few minutes. I was pretty hopeful....
He came back in a few minutes.....
With beer for himself.
While I was mentally banging my head against the wall, he grilled chicken for dinner then proceeded to take a picture of it on a plate for Facebook titled "Birthday Dinner!" including a picture of the cake with no frosting. My BFF text messaged me minutes after "he forgot again, didn't he? Don't worry, I got you something, next time I see you I will bring it over". Hmm...maybe its an adult toy.
After dinner he handed me the Netflix remote and said "pick something YOU want to watch" and disappeared into his phone. I glanced over...yep...he was texting BM about fekking "take your kid to work day" and arguing with her about SS getting up at 6 a.m. because "he has to see EVERYTHING that I have to do in the morning at my job!"
My grandparents on my dad's side sent me a happy birthday text. My dad called to wish me a happy birthday. Nobody else called.
We finished the movie and got ready for bed. He was still on his phone while in bed upstairs, still texting BM about tomorrow. I told him "today doesn't count as my birthday, we are celebrating together when you have your birthday. I expect at least a card that says "to my wife" on it, and we are celebrating for four DAYS." He looked confused and said "why on earth would you wait until summer to celebrate?"
me: "because on your birthday, every year, we go camping. We have a fire, we have special drinks, we have activities at the campsite. We listed to music. It is a week long expensive celebration/vacation and I want fo feel like I am being included in the festivities instead of sitting on the couch watching you on your phone with Netflix on".
It's after 9 and my phone rings. It's my mom and grandparents. They sang "happy birthday". My mom said the wrong name.
She told me she had a chocolate bunny and a game that she bought SS for Easter that she wanted to give him. I tried to have a conversation with her when she asked how I was doing. I was telling her about my job moving and how big the new building was and that it had a daycare on site (I was really trying make this conversation as 'normal' as possible because it's really hard to do with her) and not even two sentences in I could tell she had stopped listening because she was talking to someone else in the background. She said "um-hm, well you don't have any kids anyway...well I gotta go" and hung up on me. Ouch. I think the entire 'conversation' was less than 6 minutes.
I just started laugh-crying at that point. It's a pretty messed up feeling. You are laughing but then tears start and you are sad but the whole thing is just such a mess that you are laughing with tears. DH said "well, you tried, that counts for something right?" and went back to his texting. My BFF texted again and asked if any other family called. When I told her no she texted "your family sucks. You need a new one. Bet they never forget 'rich aunt's kids' birthday". LMAO yeah, if only it were that easy.
SO....that's everything in a nutshell. I guess I can't complain that much. I am going to have a blast on DH "birthday week" weather anyone says happy birthday or not. Don't care.
Take your sperm-donation to work. Someone said this on my last post "take the day off" they were right. I wish I had more PTO. This is going to be hell. SS is "so excited". Yeah I'm sure...SS is "so excited to miss school" he's going to be bored within 3 hours. Watch DH get fired for not doing his job properly with SS there, or for letting him push buttons. I hope they don't take the kids on a "tour" at my job...I only have so many 'fake smiles' for the day as the knife slowly twists in my intestines.