September 25th, 2009 | Posted by acidicice

On Wednesday my grandfather called. My Evil Mother needs help moving out from her mother in law’s place. My uncle would apparently help. I said we have plans. He asked again. I told him again we had plans. He said he doesn’t want to go, he is not feeling well. I told him that he shouldn’t go because he is still weak. We didn’t really have plans to go out, but I wanted to spend my Heritage Day with Rudi. Some quality time, just the two of us. I’m working this weekend and all of next week, so I won’t be spending my weekend with him. I feel that we need to spend time together now, while it’s still just the two of us. Things are going to change once Babyice is here. So I said no. At some point yesterday I got a SMS from my aunt saying that my uncle was also not going to help her. She told my grandfather that her mother in law is hitting her and she needs to get out of there. Once again he felt sorry for her and tried to pull everyone in to help her. Even my grandfather is running out of places to turn for help for her. This should tell him something.

 

So Braai Day was off to a great start. Rudi and I predictably woke up at 7AM. I was hungry so I had something to eat and insisted that we go back to sleep. Rudi whined about it for a little while because he “wasn’t tired”, but we both managed to sleep till a much more respectable time. 10:30AM. Not bad.

 

We had our braai later in the afternoon:

 

 

 

 

The veggie skewers look awesome, right? They’re not really. I much prefer fruit skewers. Perhaps the fire was too hot, because the veggies were still half raw…but the rolls were lovely!

 

Then Lindor showed up *sigh*. His wife has gone away with the kids for the long weekend. Now he’s home alone and seemingly our problem. He doesn’t really have any other friends. Only Rudi. Does that surprise you? He was supposed to come over for a quick drink. Then he wanted to know if they could go out. Lindor’s wife would NEVER allow that, because she knows as well as I do that the two of them get up to all sorts of nonsense when left alone together. She doesn’t even allow them to go to the shop alone together. It’s that bad. So I said no. Then Lindor wanted to go and get meat and more beer…(our fire had died hours ago) and I said no (he didn’t want to go to the shop alone – I wonder why…these men insult my intelligence). So when Rudi tried to convince me I may have said something like ‘So he is going to be here all night now?’ and he might have been within earshot. So he left. Rudi was less than impressed with me. Pffft.

 

For the last two days or so I’ve been feeling really down. One of the things that has been getting me down is that Rudi didn’t get me a birthday gift this year. He didn’t have money at the time (beginning of August) and said he would get me one at the end of this month. Now he doesn’t have money again and has told me I’ll get an awesome Christmas present. Glossing over my birthday does not fly with me. I am a Leo for pete’s sake! I was totally willing to let him wait a month…if he didn’t have money, fine…but don’t spend money on other crap and then say you don’t have money for me again! I don’t ask for much. I don’t really even expect an anniversary gift…but my birthday I need to be spoilt. Specifically by the man I love…if not everyone else (and thanks to everyone else that did spoil me! You know who you are!).

 

So yesterday after Rudi had a go at me about ‘chasing his friend away’ and again thinking about the birthday present thing I got very depressed and started crying. I’m sure these hormones have a lot to do with it…but sheesh. I have more than enough reason to be happy about my life…I don’t feel like I should be crying about anything right now. Not even chocolate cheered me up.

 

*sigh* I should chat to my gynae about this. Perhaps it’s normal.