Well on September 16, Jake and I will have been together for 9 months. Geez, how the time just flies by. I fell like just the other day we were sitting in his car until 5 in the morning just talking, and now 9 months is just around the corner. To me it’s really had to believe. I was sitting at paradise bakery re-evaluating our relationship and just everything that we have been through.
In the last 4 months have really been the hardest.
We have moved out and into our own place and lets talk about the stress. lol Between Jake and I fighting about everything just because I have been overreacting. I was on this little bitch shot called depo and I would make a big deal about EVERYTHING, like the little thing that I normally wouldn't make a big deal about I was FREAKING out and starting a fight about. It was ridiculous. I would get SO mad because I work all day from 8:30 to 6:30 and then I would come home to a house that's all messy and Jake would be there sitting in the front room play Gears or Call of Duty and that's where he had been ALL day and in my mind you would think, " okay my girlfriend worked ALL day maybe I do the dished so that she wont be so stressed when she gets home..." but his mind doesn't work that way.
This is how Jakes day goes:
1. He sleeps until about 1 in the afternoon but it really depends upon how late he stays up the night before. For example he came home the other night from Shannon’s apartment after hanging out with Nick at 4:30ish after telling me that he wouldn’t be out late. That next day he slept until 3:30ish because Katelyn came home from work and he was still sleeping.
2. He will wake up and throw all the sheets all over the bed and not even think to make it. Come straight out to the kitchen and get something to eat. Lets say it is cereal and if that is the case then after about three bowls he will leave his bowl full of milk out on the table.
3. While he is eating breakfast he will be playing either Call of Duty 4 or Gears of War. Witch will continue all through out the day. Of course there are those rare days that he will either hang out with Nick, Mason, or Mike his dad. But NO matter what he will end up back over here at home playing the Xbox.
By the time that I get home he is hungry. And if he is home when I get home then he is on the Xbox Live playing, so I will walk by him and go to the bedroom to change out of my work clothes and as I walk by he will reach out to either touch me or try to smack my ass. That is his way of saying hello, if I get lucky he will ask me how my day was. BUT… if he is in a good mood and not the wrapped up in his games he might get up and come say hello to me.
I got REALLY lucky on Sunday, I was tired from a VERY long day at work and the night before was when he came home at 4:30 so I didn’t see him and he got off the Xbox and came in the bedroom to find me laying in bed trying to nap. Which he decided to join me for a nap even though he couldn’t sleep. (He just laid there for a little over an hour with me while I slept and snuggled) AMAZING!
I will pretty much do nothing after that maybe watch some T.V. or mess around on my computer after that because he is playing STILL. When I start to get hungry I will see if he wants anything to eat and from there is where I decide if I am going to make something or if I am just going to go out and get something.
I know that if I make something then I will have to clean up everything because there is NO WAY IN HELL he will clean up after I cook. So if I cook then the dishes will sit there until I have a chance to clean up.
4. I will cook food because I REALLY don’t want to spend money so he won’t even eat with us. I will ask if he wants me to make him a plate and he ALWAYS says yes so I will and I give it to him and he sets it down right in front of him. He won’t eat it he will let it seat there for about 15 minutes THEN he will eat it. Not only do I have to make him a plate but I ALSO have to clean up after him because he is SO wrapped up in his video games.
5. So finally come around 12ish I am ready for bed and he is still playing. I ask him if he is going to come to bed with me and if I am lucky he will which some times he does but most of the time he will come to bed a hour or so later. Unless Mason is here then he won’t come to be until it is bright outside pretty much.
And who knows what Mason and him do when I am sleeping, I know some of the things but sure as hell don’t want to know all of them.
After the fighting and fighting Jake finally EXPLODED and ripped the bedroom door off its hinges I just wouldn’t sop so we went on a break. And while we were on that lovely little break that he wanted to go on he stayed the WHOLE THREE WEEKS AT SOME GIRLS HOUSE!!!!!!! Even thought I knew her it still wasn’t right.
Okay, so I am not to sure how this whole “re-evaluating” this was going after everything I was thinking about…. I think that I am just gong to stop and put the whole thing back to the back of my mind again for a rainy day. I hate to realize that everything everyone has been telling me is right.