So first just let me start off by saying that the past week or so I have been STRESSED and CRABBY. Between trying to get approvals for 6 budgets, make agendas for annual meetings, finding locations to hold these meetings on top of doing all of my regular work, and pretty regular trips to Pittsburgh, and not feeling well, and trying to find a place to live that fits in with the lifestyle I've become accustomed to... it's depressing me just to think about it! *grumbles*

Now we will get in to the nitty gritty details of what I would hardly even call an argument.

It all pretty much started Thursday night. He got home from work and got on aim and we started talking and playing DR together. I use my personal phone to tether (so calling me when I'm online is a big no no) so we always talk on my blackberry. Which unless I am on it, automatically shuts off at 11pm all night, forcing me to stop checking work e-mails. So at 11pm I was like ... hmmm (granted we were playing a game together and chatting online). And sometime before midnight I told him that I was going to bed and we said goodnight online.

I have no idea why I didn't just pick up the phone and call him but I didn't and the fact that he seemed completely and totally okay with going to bed without talking (for the first time EVER) had me really irritated. Long story short, I ended up getting back on line and talking to him about everything that was stressing me out and kept him up pretty late.

NEXT DAY I am ridiculously tired and he had asked me if we could watch a movie and whatnot when I got home from work and basically just spend the night on the phone doing things together. Sooo like an hour before I leave work he tells me that he is waiting for one of his friends to come over. (Now please, remember that I'm really tired, and really crabby) To which I spoke up about and pretty much told him that I thought it was pretty ridiculous and that there was no way said friend would be gone by the time I got home. For whatever reason, he insisted that he was just dropping something off and friend would be gone before I even left for work. I decided to just let it go.

Sooooooo I called him on the way home and we were talking and then I heard friend in background... I was like "oh! you have company, I'm sorry hun, I'll let you go" "okay, call me when you get home?" "umm I actually think I'm going to make dinner, but I'll talk to you later" "okay". But I was really thinking "wow, slap in the face, yeah all men are exactly the same".

So I got home and decided that I was going to make a pretty complicated dinner and have a good 3/4 of a bottle of wine. So I was on the computer while making dinner and there was a bit of a misunderstanding in our game and that was pretty much my breaking point. I lost it. I finally let him know that I was so hurt that the friend had still been there, not because he was there, but that my SO had insisted that he wouldn't be even though I knew he would because said friend (in my experience, though I have never met him) will be late to his own funeral.

But here's the thing... I explained to him everything that I had been feeling - the whole being upset for him not calling the night before when he got settled in, not understanding why he felt the need to insist that he'd be alone when I get home, him babying my character in the game... And he was completely and totally able to see things from my side. He understood exactly what it was that I was saying, told me that when he tells me something, that it should be true and it wasn't, and that he was sorry and felt horrible for hurting me.

I. Couldn't. Believe. It.

My ex STILL makes me feel like I am always being completely and totally ridiculous about anything I have ever been hurt or offended by and here is this guy who really didn't do anything wrong telling me that he understands exactly how it is that I could feel that way, and that he'll be more mindful of it in the future.

Wow. He really just gets me. Then I felt horrible for making him feel so bad about hurting me and we both talked through our feelings and how we both could have handled the situation a bit differently and had movie night and what not after all.

wooooooooweeeeeee. *takes a breath* This is a long one! I will end it by saying that I have the best boyfriend (for me) in the entire world and I am ridiculously happy. Except I hate Mondays. lol.