My boyfriend is an Umpire and he always tells me that in the Summer this is what he does... Yeah, I understand that. But he'll tell me that he's going to come down and see me, then something comes up (a game) and he won't come. I rearrange my schedule because he tells me he's coming... Then he doesn't.. When he asks me what's wrong, I can't tell him because he'll jump all over me about how that's his job, and I need to understand and all this stuff making me feel like the WORST person in the world.... BAH !!
Life is like a patio door, you never know which side is open... and then you run into the glass.... ~Connie and Carla