Bitterness

This blog is gonna be bitter for awhile, in between bouts of jubilation at my new improved life. But I am thinking about all the important events in my life that S could not be bothered to go to with me and fun things that I loved to do that he had absolutely no interest in. I was looking at the day planner I keep in my purse and just from January of this year you could see that I went ALONE to the majority of fun things on my agenda. Sure, sometimes the reason he had for not attending was work--but then, I always managed to arrange my work schedule for him when he needed me (he was sick, picking up his child, etc.) There were a few items I went to with my friends or brother. The things he came with me to? MINIMAL. But here's a sampling of the many things where things he didn't join me.

1. Meeting my best friends, J2 and Bean, New Years in New Orleans
2. family reunion this year
   
3. Dinner with my best college friends, including one visiting from JAPAN, in December
   
4. Sonny Landreth concert at the Continental Club (I went alone)
5. Hacienda brothers concert at the Continental Club (I went alone)
6. I-Fest (though I dragged his daughter along with me many times or I went alone)
7. documentary at the MFAH (I went alone)
8. friend's birthday party at the Continental Club (I went alone)
9. accordion concert and documentary (I went alone)
10. Job #2 holiday party (I went alone)
11. Job #1 holiday party in 2007 (I went alone)
12. several Houston film community workshops/events this year (I went alone)
13. several marriage counseling sessions (I went alone)

And this is just the shit I'm remembering right now, without the benefit of having my planner to consult. But oh sure, in his defense he went to a few things with me:

1. J. Fu's wedding, where he refused to dance with me and I ended up dancing just with Tito J.
2. The Iguanas at the Continental Club, where he spent 30 min. in the bathroom (probably talking on the phone to Mano) and then sat for 5 songs and then went to go sleep in the car and later got mad at me when I told him I had danced with my friend Johnny.
3. "Our" Karoake birthday party this year where he stayed for about an hour then left early
   
4. Our other Karoake birthday party back in 2006 where he stayed for maybe an hour and a half and then left early

And then there were so many things I went to that I took his daughter to where he couldn't or didn't want to join us, there's no point in even listing them here. They're all in the blog over the past 4 years anyway.