I have to start this entry by saying that I love my husband very very much and that if it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t have a job now, and maybe I’m going to sound like an ungrateful brat, but I’m upset…

You see, I don’t go out much, I don’t have a lot of friends here (actually I have just 2 or 3) and this week I’ve been at home all the time because I haven’t been feeling too good and the highlight of my day today was going for groceries. We were suppossed to go to the movies, but like I said… I haven’t felt the best and I preferred to stay at home.

But it’s not about not going out… it’s about feeling like a darn firefighter at the office. I haven’t worked for the last two weeks because there isn’t much to do and they just call me when they are overboard.

I had told Patrice I wanted to go out tomorrow to go and visit S who is having a Party Lite demonstration and my idea was going there early so we could chit chat for a while. I told him this when? Tuesday (S, enlighten me… when did you invite me?). He knows that I’m rather lonely here, he knows I’m not the outgoing person that is visting people all the time, he knows I need to do other things…

But no, he arrives today saying that I have to go to work tomorrow and he has practically planned my whole day. And I’m such a dumb-ass for not telling him that I had plans already and that I don’t like how they just call me when they need someone to ease their overwhelming work. I’m stupid for not telling him that I want to stay at home in the morning and then go and visit S in the afternoon. What is wrong with me??

I just don’t want to start a fire here at home :-( Frustration! I had to let it out… Maybe I’ll be a brat again and do as I want; but right now I’m very pissed off.