Friday Nite
Friday started off way early, like 1:30 AM early. I was awoken by a phone call from a police officer in a nearby town. He wanted to know what medications my wife was taking. I was still trying to wake up and she had just changed them recently so I didn’t really know. Apparently, she was at a hospital after having wrecked her car. He gave me some general directions and I got a phone number. After we hung up, what I had to do finally sank in. It was about 1:45 AM and I had to drive some 50 miles to pick up my wife who was in trouble, wrecked her really expensive car again, and it was freaking 1:45 AM!!
I decided the kids shouldn’t be disturbed and hoped they would just sleep through. I drove the 50 + miles, found the hospital where she was the only patient, got her loaded in my car, and we headed back. The cop had left and all we had was a phone number for her car. I started to get pretty sleepy on the way back but managed to make it. I asked my wife why she was out here and she said that she had got lost. How you get that lost is beyond me. Okay, no it’s not. She also at one point mentioned trying to find Disneyland and was completely delirious. Her medication is out of control or she is self-medicating a bit more than the doctor recommends.
I got her back to her apartment and at 3:45 AM I was also back in bed.
Friday night went well. I made it out of work and to the bar. My kids were staying with my parents. My friend and I hung out and talked while waiting for the rest to show up. Eventually everyone was there. The girl I’ve been mentioning brought a friend a long. It was a pretty fun night. We ended up talking to a lot of people who were just at the nearby tables. I got a call from my wife needing keys to her apartment (since hers were impounded with her car) so I drove across town and gave her mine. Note: I’m really pissed off at this point. I was even rude to her friend that was with her and that is not like me. Her and I have always got along but this was a bad moment. I think she understood and won’t likely hold it against me. I don’t really care either way, also not like me.
Everyone was still at the bar and we decided to head to a casino. Just about every Indian reservation has one now. At this point its just me with three women. We ordered drinks and watched a pretty bad band. Then they wanted to dance. Background info: I don’t dance. I don’t like to dance. I’m a really bad dancer when I actualy do. I have to have several drinks in me before I will dance. Since that was the case, I found myself on the dance floor several times. It wasn’t so bad and I figured they would not have continued to ask me to dance if it was really that bad. The closest I came to anything of mention with the girl from work was a little close contact while dancing. Other than that we talked about our kids and separation status. In the end we hugged and called it a night. I rolled in my garage at just after 2:00 AM.
Fej.
I decided the kids shouldn’t be disturbed and hoped they would just sleep through. I drove the 50 + miles, found the hospital where she was the only patient, got her loaded in my car, and we headed back. The cop had left and all we had was a phone number for her car. I started to get pretty sleepy on the way back but managed to make it. I asked my wife why she was out here and she said that she had got lost. How you get that lost is beyond me. Okay, no it’s not. She also at one point mentioned trying to find Disneyland and was completely delirious. Her medication is out of control or she is self-medicating a bit more than the doctor recommends.
I got her back to her apartment and at 3:45 AM I was also back in bed.
Friday night went well. I made it out of work and to the bar. My kids were staying with my parents. My friend and I hung out and talked while waiting for the rest to show up. Eventually everyone was there. The girl I’ve been mentioning brought a friend a long. It was a pretty fun night. We ended up talking to a lot of people who were just at the nearby tables. I got a call from my wife needing keys to her apartment (since hers were impounded with her car) so I drove across town and gave her mine. Note: I’m really pissed off at this point. I was even rude to her friend that was with her and that is not like me. Her and I have always got along but this was a bad moment. I think she understood and won’t likely hold it against me. I don’t really care either way, also not like me.
Everyone was still at the bar and we decided to head to a casino. Just about every Indian reservation has one now. At this point its just me with three women. We ordered drinks and watched a pretty bad band. Then they wanted to dance. Background info: I don’t dance. I don’t like to dance. I’m a really bad dancer when I actualy do. I have to have several drinks in me before I will dance. Since that was the case, I found myself on the dance floor several times. It wasn’t so bad and I figured they would not have continued to ask me to dance if it was really that bad. The closest I came to anything of mention with the girl from work was a little close contact while dancing. Other than that we talked about our kids and separation status. In the end we hugged and called it a night. I rolled in my garage at just after 2:00 AM.
Fej.
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