Yesterday was temple night in our branch. I am currently serving on the temple commitee so I had some responsibilites. We were serving Cafe Rio style dinner and so I made beans, lime cilantro rice and tomatillo dressing. It is not as easy as it sounds and I needed a big chunk of time to get these things done. Plus I needed to run to Centerville to get tins from Bajio.
Since I fell down the stairs on Sunday and tore the ligament in my knee, I asked Scott to help with Bella a little more this week. He did not offer much but he did offer to watch her most of the day yesterday which was going to help me out a ton.
I had set up babysitting for Bella with my friends the Tarbets in Bountiful. The temple session was at 4pm. At around 2pm my already present headache was really nagging. I also started to feel nauseous. I went upstairs to get out of the cooking smell to see if it would make me feel a bit better. As soon as I got upstairs I starteed throwing up and had severe diarrhea. Obviously I could not go to the temple, luckily I had most of the food done.
I texted Scott and he took Bella to the Tarbets. After my episode of illness which I think was brought on by drinking a mineral enhanced water on an empty stomach, I only had just enough time to cook the rice and run to Centerville. I texted Scott to call me three or four times. It took him a long time to do so. Finally when he called I told him I would not be able to pick up Bella, that I was ill and throwing up. He said he had a date at 6pm. He sat in silence, not offering to do anything. He then asked, "what are the options?", not offering any. I said I could call Wendy. HE DID NOT OFFER TO PUSH HIS DATE BACK OR POSTPONE! I cannot believe this is who I have to deal with in a coparenting situation for the next 15 years or so!! Will he change? Will he always be an ASS? I did call Wendy and she was busy. Scott offered to take his date to get Bella, knowing I would refuse. AAAAAAGH! How did I stay married to this man for 8 years? How did I deal with it? Ah yes, I remember, I was miserable every day from day one.
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