I tried very hard to go to the casino boat this evening. I used all the old tricks, I pleaded and threatened, I shamed him (he gets nervous about sea sickness). I am not proud of any of my behavior. My son told me if we went, he wouldn’t speak to me for a month. I did not care……? I am such a piece of work sometimes! My husband stood up to me (the beast). He kept saying no, and when we were finally in the car, he drove past the exit, all with me seething…and into some of the worst post-holiday traffic I have ever seen. We ended up at a very large shopping mall, it was packed with people. People come here from all over the world. I bought a new pair of slippers and a pair of white jeans. We bought him a light weight sweater. All at super low prices! We shared an appetizer and had salad at a bistro.
He did end up buying $25 worth of scratch off tickets. Feeling very glad that he was stronger tonight.
He was the barrier. I am so glad we did not go. I am going
to get a good night’s sleep. I am not in the hole from this evening.
I am not sure how I feel about all that happened, but I really do love these slippers. I have not played a slot in 2 1/2 months, but I am struggling.
