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Oh your soooo smart... a night out...

This week has been bad, I've cried, I've gotten angry, I've been anxious and moody. Boss implanted the idea that I could be Pregnant into my head and I've also been stressed. Finally my monthly member decided to pay a visit. BIG SIGH OF RELIEFE!!!! But then that caused me to take a step back and think, and a light bulb went off, this is a pattern. I have been having extreme pms symptoms for at least the past 4 months. In June I remember lying on the floor in my room and crying and crying and crying. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me because I had no reason to feel like that, everything was going so good, a few days later my monthly dropped in. In July I got so mad at Boss over something really not that major and I kicked the wall and broke my toe, She stopped by the next day, and a few days ago I just started crying at everything, it's crazy. I had a nervous breakdown, I mean BALLING my eyes out because Boss feel asleep and forgot to bring me money, which was a big deal, but I made a HUGE deal of it. He almost left me in my room. I did a bunch of research online yesterday and I think I have PMDD, which is a more serious extreme form of pms. I guess your body has a hard time balancing the extra hormones released that week. In other words I am extremely unbalanced. I am going to make a Dr. Apt after my lil friend leaves and see what they have to say about it.
SO me and Boss have been arguing a little bit this week and every time I come up with a real good answer he'll say, "Ohh your sooo smart" LoL It's not in a smart ass, I'm really talking shit type of way either. I do say some smart stuff sometimes, I wonder where it comes from. LOL.
Well going along with the bad week yesterday morning when I woke up alone I let it get to me. He TOLD me he was coming home and I wanted to go get some groceries, but he was gone and his phone was dead. Yeah this is the usual point where I get frustrated and angry, and nothing was any different this time than the last... Finally he came in around 12. He spent the better part of his night in the ghetto, taking care of someone else's drama. Doing dirt. We argued a little, I slammed a few drawers as I put away things, got a little loud, yeah the normal. I wasn't finished I didn't want to argue I never do. I always say I'm not going to but then I turn around and there I am right in the middle of an argument and I have no idea how it got there. So I sent him a message and told him I don't think I fit into his busy crowded life, he's got too much in it as it is. And he said he'd make time because he didn't want me to feel like that. Then I said ok. And that was that. Then around 10:30 I realized it was starting to get late and I hadn't seen him SINCE that text message. I thought to myself WHATEVER HE SUCKS. But then he showed up, with a freshly pressed outfit still wrapped in the dry cleaner plastic. :-) He asked if I wanted to go out with him, at first I wanted to say no, not out of anger but more out of fear and anxiety. But I started to get out. He told me MissB was going!! We haven't talked in 2 months. I was a little scared, I was downright afraid to be 100% honest. But it all turn out to be awesome. I MISS MY BESTFRIEND. Like so much. We went to the club it was fun, the guys did there things and me and missB did ours. This guy offered to buy me a drink and I made him buy one for me and an extra for her even though she was upstairs. LOL. It's only fair. We talked a little and I wrote down my number. The He told me he was a cop... I took back my number and offered to pay him for the drinks. LMFAO. Exit stage left... stage right... any stage... just EXIT So we left the club and I drove. Shocking. I never drive. So we dropped off missB and then we came home. Well we were only here for like 2 minutes before his friends call and we are headed to Denny's. All I have to say is that poor waitress. I'd have strangled those drunk ass boys. And then at Denny's he gets a call from his Homie... yeah the one from before in the ghetto that has TOOOOOOOOO much drama for any grown ass man to have. And we were headed over there... thank god for the darkness cause I was shaking. It's not like high school drama, when people play with fire they get burnered. But whatever that is a subject we'll leave alone.
So when it was all said and done I told Boss thank you. And he asked me for what and I said for all of it. It was just something simple and little to him, but to me it meant the world. When we were arguing I kept telling him, "One day I'll get something more than just good intentions." Because I know a lot of what happens isn't his fault or he didn't mean for that result and all I get left with are his good intentions. But last night I got more, I got what I wanted. I had an awesome night and it wasn't about anything extra, nothing to do with roles or responsibilities. It was Nice, and he even played middle man between chick drama. That takes a lot of courage for any man. LOL We've been friends for 12 years, and he's seen all twelve of them happen, he knows how important we both are to each other, That meant a lot. All he did was ask us both to go, but it was so much more, it was exactly what I needed exactly when I needed it. I've been smiling all morning, and I hope today is a good day. Until we meet again...
Painted Beauty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!