Yesterday was Daniel's birthday, and I wish it could have been a better one. I was too grumpy to blog yesterday about it, but today is a new day, and I am choosing to be happy and positive.
With that being said, I still need to blog about yesterday and I know family wants to know how Daniel's birthday was. I apologize in advance for not making it a better bday!
Let me start out with this: it is friggin HOT. I know I have been so redundant, but really. This is the worst heat wave the UK has had in nearly a decade. People are dying. And there's no shelter from the heat, unless it's in a cold shower. So there's that.
Secondly, we are still not in our permanent housing and received notice yesterday that this might not work out. We were supposed to move on Friday, now if it works out, we will move next Friday. However, the landlord might not have full ownership of this flat, which makes it a no-go for Total. Which means we have to start this whole process over and PRAY that our temp housing can extend our stay, because our time here was supposed to come to an end next Wednesday.
Thirdly, the AC broke at our house back in Houston. Happy birthday, Daniel! The system is only 3 years old and has never given us any problems, but breaks within a week of our tenants being in our house. Typical, huh? On top of that, there are just some kinks being worked out with our tenants realizing they are in an old HOME, not a shiny and new apartment. I do have faith that this kind of thing is normal within a couple's first week in a new place, and hopefully they will love our house like we did. Regardless, Daniel had to deal with them all day ( they are very nice people and all is ok, still not want Daniel wants to do while he has so much work to do. I don't have my US #, so they call him instead of me).
Thirdly, Daniel didn't get off work until 7 pm last night. I had decorated the flat with balloons, a banner, and a cake...and I was just waiting, laying on the couch and playing Candy Crush all sad that he had to work so late. I had planned on us going to a dumplings restaurant (one of Daniel's favorite
things). At 7, Daniel texted me that he was going to go to the pub by work with coworkers and I should join. And I'm going to humble myself and let y'all know, I was not a good wife about that. I was very upset because I wanted things to go according to the plan I had: him come home from work and see my decorations, us go to this restaurant I had found that I knew he would love, come home and eat cake.
So, lastly, Daniels birthday wasn't as good as it could have been because I wasn't a very flexible wife. I knew I was in the wrong, but just couldn't get over my plans being ruined (instead of just going with it and enjoying our time together). So I went to the pub, but when we left, we got in an argument about it. Thankfully, after sharing how our miscommunications caused the argument, things were back to normal. I just still feel bad for the way I reacted...on my husband's birthday!
So, there you have it. Between the heat, our flat, our houston home, a late day at work, and me being a brat...it won't go down for being Daniel's best birthday. And he deserves it more than anyone else. He actually told me ON HIS birthday, while I was being a biotech (family inside joke we use in place of biotch), that everything he does is for my happiness...that's what makes him happy. Yah. I wish I could have made yesterday a better day for him. We are having a do-over today, and hopefully it will be!