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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

    torn.


hi lovelies! how ya been? i'm not so great. not bad, but not great either. just kinda 'eh'.

i had a really nice time with my girlies and gays while Jay was gone. we painted our toes and did each other's hair and talked about sex and giggled like little girls. i can't lie though, i missed my hubby. the only time i really got to talk to him was friday night when he got back to his hotel and he did not sound happy. i was really perplexed by this because he was all excited the night before and couldn't wait to leave [me]. but then he told me why he wasn't very happy and that didn't make me very happy.

you know how in some movies there are those savvy businessmen with the perfect wife and the perfect kids and the perfect job, but nothing is really what it seems? yeah...that's kind of what Jay experienced on his little trip. he's probably not gonna be very happy with me for writing this here, but oh wells.

most of the guys he works with are either married with kids or in a serious relationship. i've met some of the wives and girlfriends. nice gals. not my kind of people, but nice. all the men seemed to be very loyal and dedicated to their significant others, but that is actually not the case.

hookers, booze, and drugs. oh my!

i knew some of these guys liked to *party*, but i didn't know about the whole cheating on the wives with the hookers part. i kinda suspected it [the cheating], but i didn't really think it was true. i definitely didn't think hookers were involved. and my poor baby was just so shocked and appalled he didn't know what to do. he did the right thing by going back to his room and calling me cause i'd kill him if he did otherwise, but i felt really bad at the way in which he found out about the *extracurricular activities* of his boss and other coworkers. he was genuinely disappointed with these people's behavior and now he's questioning whether or not these are the kind of people he wants to be associated with or the career path he really wants to follow.

on the one hand, they're professionals when they need to be professional. they're not letting their *fun time* get in the way of their jobs. but on the other hand, what they do in their free time shows a lot about their character and the fact that they encouraged Jay to participate in the same activities gets a big "UH-UH!! HELL NAW!!" he's very conflicted with the whole thing and i don't have any objective words of advice for him.

it sucks dick for pennies. the logical thing would be for him to not associate himself with them outside of work, but that's obviously not possible when some of his work involves traveling and overnight stays elsewhere. and if he isolates himself from the rest of them, that could definitely impact the type of deals and promotions he gets in the future. idontknowidontknowidontknow.

we leave for mem.phis tomorrow morning, so i'm hoping this holiday will give him time to clear his head and get advice from others to help sort out this dilemma.

you know how we have this little teeter-totter with him going to grad school on one end and working full time on the other? grad school is looking a lot better at this point. again, i don't know. we go back and forth everyday. and i feel like i'm not doing enough to help him make a decision. of course, it is his decision. i just feel like i'm not doing enough to make the decision easier for him. does that make sense?

err. i had some other stuff i wanted to whine/blog about, but i think i'll just end it with this.

i hope y'all have a great thanksgiving. if you're traveling, be safe. don't say the word 'bomb' on an airplane.

hug&kisses

love,
me