the wiz is not someone w/whom to make plans. she seems to relish somehow, inadvertently messing up plans. there is almost always the most sincere sense/feeling of remorse coupled w/profuse apologies, but the damage is usually complete & irreversible.
after 10+ years i've come to expect it. i suppose this is a fatalistic approach, but it has happened so repeatedly, it'd be utter stupidity on my part not to acknowledge its existence. relationships are extremely contingent on certain tolerances being established. certain boundaries can be violated mildly. other boundaries must be maintained at all costs. the balance & its maintenance makes or breaks any relationship between 2 humans.
tried to go to the NY for our anniversary. did not happen. the wiz single handedly squashed the whole trip by giving me "time to get ready." imagine. she of it takes 3-4 outfits to get dressed thought he of 1 outfit & done, needed extra time. as a result, she returned to the domicile at an hour that completely negated any & all travel to our proposed destination. sadly, i paid in advance for entry fee. to make the wound sting a little more, i bought train tix 1s before realizing it was too late to catch the train. [oooops!]
it would have been cool overall if i did not have to foot it from Broad St. to the crib. now my peds are the court jesters of pain.
make like not being able to walk normally is the motherfucking bomb...
PEACE
...be calm...
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