See, here was the deal: I've been feeling sorry for myself because my body is melting, I feel unattractive, and I left the plans in his lap. He was going to make reservations at an exclusive restaurant that we both love, and that I haven't been to since being banded 6 months ago. I really wanted him to do SOMETHING to make me feel special: ask for a sugar free dessert, have a rose waiting for me, something. I knew I could get an appetizer and eat some of his swordfish, which is one thing they are known for. I, in turn, planned for some special surprises AFTER dinner.
I bought a new dress, under garments, etc. For me to shop right now is a huge deal. I hate my odd size, nothing fits right, and I am recently unemployed. We have a gift card for this restaurant. He had 2 weeks to make reservations, he waited until today, and it all fell apart. Now I feel even worse than I did. I just needed someone to take care of me for a change, and make me and my needs important. So, now we are doing nothing, I lost the babysitter to his nastiness, and am becoming more bitter. It's a pity party to the extreme. It really is the first one I've had since being banded.
I am done whining now.