I'm in computer science class right now, and I'm so frustrated that I'm on the verge of tears. I know I have a lot to be thankful for in my marriage, but sometimes it's just so hard.
Let me explain. I
HATE being late to anything. Brendon knows this, yet I have the hardest time getting him to leave on time when we have classes together or appointments or even just meeting friends. Tonight is the fourth class in a row we've been late to. (Only a few minutes each time, but even that little amount is enough to REALLY stress me out.) Because I get so stressed and frustrated when I'm late, we tend to argue about it and my patience at that point is practically non-existent which makes it that much worse.
I just feel so unloved because he KNOWS that one thing I need in my life is to be on time. He knows how much it stresses me to be late and how frantic and nervous I become. It's such a simple thing to be ready on time. Why can't he do that for me???
Thanks for letting me rant... (Maybe I should have put this in the vent section)