Wednesday, April 4, 2012

short leash

I love the bf. But sometimes, I feel that he keeps me on such a short leash. No, I'm not a dog but he's getting to be too possesive. I've always said I don't tell him when I go out and there's a reason. He's always afraid I'll meet someone else. But I have no desire to do so and I don't go out to meet other people anyway. He usually just pops at home when we have to go somewhere and I'm used to it. But sometimes, I also have to go out and do my thing. He sort of gets mad when I'm not there waiting for him.

Today is a good example. My girlfriends planned a get together on Saturday. It'll be a combination baby shower and bonding time. We don't always meet due to different locations and busy schedules. One girlfriend is on house arrest, as per doctor's orders, so it was agreed that we hold the party in her house. I know I'll be busy on Saturday so I decided to go grocery shopping today. Most stores I know will close tomorrow and Friday. The bf just left so I didn't bother telling him I was going out. Just as I got to the store, the bf texted and asked where I was. And I was like, do you have esp or something? So I had to call and explain where I went. Apparently, he called at home and was told I was out. Just my luck, right?

The truth is, it's okay that he's always checking up on me. But maybe he should give me a break sometimes. I don't go out and go manhunting anyway. And not that I'm complaining, mind you.

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