Okay, So Tracey is mad at me now, and I don’t really know why. We were at lunch together today and she told me, as she was leaving, that she was still mad at me from Vegas. I asked her about what, and she said she’d tell me later.
Now, I don’t know why she’s mad at me at all… One of the days on our vacation, I got mad at her, but I’ve since let it rest and moved on. Overall, I had a great time during our vacation and dont let the one day we fought get in the way.
Here’s the deal…. I got angry because I spent the whole day with her and her friend Susan (+kids) because we were all going to hang out in vegas together then in the evening I was going to go off with her other friends and her Susan’s kids while her and susan went to see a concert. The day turned into sitting around in the Hotel room trying to figure out where to meet….I mean actually sitting around in the hotel room… all day…. Then we finally get to the venue. There’s mass confusuion and everyone was trying to figure out what was going on. Tracey had tix for her and her friend, and MAYBE for her friend’s kids, so we waited there. Tracey told me that if everyone got tix, then she’d hang with me and not leave me in charge of the kids, so I stuck around until she got her tix… She wound up hanging with me while others used her ticket to see the show, but she wanted to catch the band afterwards at the after-party so when the concert was over she left me downstairs as she ran up to meet the band and all…
After a half-hour I called her asking how long she’d be… She got really snotty with me and said if they didnt come out in 10 minutes then she’d head back so I hung out.
Her snotty attitude when I asked a simple question kind of irked me, but whatever.
After a half hour minutes or so I started getting a annoyed
45 minutes later or so someone else called up and got the same message… Five more minutes and we’re coming down. .
This happened one or two more times.
After over 2 hours of waiting around (Sitting on the pavement outside the Hard Rock Casino) she came back down. I went to greet her as she ran past me telling everyone to follow her to the tourbus as that was where the band member told her to go. We all followed. I approached her again and stood right in front of her to say hi or greet her and again she turned her back on me as if I wasn’t there.
At this point, I was annoyed at her attitude, and at her making me wait 2 hours when I expected it to be around 10 minutes… I could have run off to the strip and met her later in that time… Though it didn’t previously bother me, I realized now that I had wasted my day by waiting around in the hotel with her all day. (I should add that the hotel was crappy and we checked out of a really nice hotel to go there thinking it’d be better as they offered a 2 bedroom suite for less than we were paying for 1 room). After all, I expected to go out around the time she was at the concert but she had me waiting “another 10 minutes” for 2 hours… I decided to go for a walk and blow off some steam cuz at this point I was pretty pissed off.
I walked about a half mile when I got a phonecall from Tracey. We talked for a while and she apoligized many times to me, and we decided to check back into the nicer hotel. Unfortunately, they were booked so we headed back to the shitty hotel and stayed there the night.
The next day, I basically forgot about the previous day. It had happened, it was over, it was talked about and there was nothing that could be done except to go out and have fun that day and try to see as much as possible of what I missed the day before…
Lunch today happened and I basically don’t know why. I checked out her blog to see if she posted anything and she did. Unfortunately her blog is subscription based so I can only read the start of her posts. She wrote:
…I didn’t sleep that well last night – thanks to that stress of the previous vacation…
I put the groceries away… I normally call my boyfriend to tell him that I’m home. I don’t want to though. At least a part of me doesn’t. I’m still mad at him. I’m still trying to figure out what to say to him…
…Still frustrated..and it’s starting to bother me…
The last entry was written before our lunch together today… And this whole time, I knew that she was upset about that day but didn’t know that she was mad at me, or what she’s mad at ME for… If anything, I should be mad at her.