Sunday hasn’t told you a lot…

It’s been a while. I know.

Let’s start with Mr. Make Out.

I finally mentioned something about his drinking. Well, he was drunk when I went over on Thursday; and after he had called me a whore (for wanting to have sex with him) at least twice, I asked him if he was drunk. “No, I’m not drunk.” He says, “I have been completely honest with you tonight.” We’d talked about a couple of different things—sex only being one of them.

He started pouting. I decided to leave after he tried to tell me he hadn’t been drinking again. He tried to stop me (which just convinced me even more that he was drunk). I stopped at my truck and decided to have a cigarette (I’m not one to leave things half finished).

We talked about his alcoholism (yes, I asked him if he’s in AA—he is). We talked about his legal troubles (he doesn’t think he’ll be able to be a teacher after all this). Then we talked about the fact that he continues to get drunk for no reason alone when he’s just sitting at home. I think this is the part that irritates me the most.

Of course I didn’t get any clear answers; however, it made me feel a little better to at least talk about it (instead of it being some sort of elephant in the room).

D(W)F came down this weekend. Yes, she came to visit her husband (and her Mom and me). Mr. Shot got a job here, and they’ve been doing the long-distance newlywed thing practically since they got back from their honeymoon. We had planned on giving out candy on Saturday, and then walking her dogs (in their costumes) around downtown during pub crawl.

I spent the day with them at the MSU homecoming game (they lost). Then we went back to her mom’s house to give out candy. It was really a lot of fun, but after that the dogs were pretty much tired of their costumes (they’re not dress-up dogs). So we axed those plans for something more casual.

I had invited Mr. Make Out to hang out with us (he still thinks D(W)F hates him based on the first time she met him). He had agreed, but I was thinking he’d end up canceling. He didn’t. I picked him up, and we met D(W)F and Mr. Shot at Buffalo Wild Wings. It was a good time. We played trivia.

And I have to give props to D(W)F for trying with Mr. Make Out (I say that like D(W)F isn’t nice and doesn’t like him, she is of course a very nice person and does like him—enough anyway, I mean it’s not like she’s dating him…she’s just not an easy read).

It was a quiet drive back to Mr. Make Out’s house though. He said he was tired, but I secretly think he was just awkward because he knew I told them about our little “conversation”. If he would have asked, I would have told him I didn’t (but we all know I did, and that’s why they didn’t order any drinks). But he said he was just tired. I didn’t accompany him inside. He said he had to get up and go to work early the next morning. I got a half-hearted kiss good night and that was that.

I was a little wiped when I got home (CB2, Ambie, Sully and I were out really late on Friday night, and I didn’t get a lot of sleep myself—Yes, Sully, your hair cut looked good). When I finally got to bed, it was a well deserved sleep.

I think we all know I slept most of the day today. Then we had a little impromptu birthday party for my pseudo-step-nephew (I would explain that, but it’s full of complications). After that I conversed briefly with Mr. Make Out. He didn’t seem to be in a “mood” or act like he was offended or anything. So I think things are ok with him.

I know I said I was going to break up with him (and I probably will). Things aren’t 100%; but now that we’ve gotten some things out in the open, we can start to work on them. I still don’t know when we’re going to have sex…and I don’t think it will be anytime soon.