Today I asked Josh for breakfast in bed at 7:30 am. Did I get it? No.
I've been feeling this way pretty much all week. Tuesday he failed to let me know that he was stopping by Mr. Torre's after work to give him some fish, so I sat around waiting for a half hour plus. Then when he finally did get home he didn't even come upstairs to say hi, food was more important. Then on Wednesday I went to bed "early" and when I woke up around 11:30 pm he was downstairs talking to my dad and drinking wine. Did he come up to see me? No. I went downstairs and he acknowledged me but did he go back up with me? No.
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