I have been contemplating whether to write or not to about this. Finally, I decided to, after all, this is my diary and I wanna write what I am going through (like this is a big deal!
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We actually celebrated our First Year Anniversary last August 8. I told hubby about the fact that I expected him (not us) to make a little preparation for this day. I guess it’s common for girls to have the need to feel important once in a while especially on special occasions. And this is one of those occasions that I expect. If you know me, I am not the girl who dreams of fancy things. I am never that girl. I just need to feel extra important on special days. Little things done with grace would suffice.
Now, it’s clear to you. The sound of this entry is negative. So, you know, I was disappointed. He fell short. I expected too much (maybe). But that’s how I felt.
He did not do his assignment. He asked me if I could ask our friend Grace to book for us for a night’s stay @ The Palace Hotel in Dubai. The request was made a day before his target date of stay (Aug 6, because Aug 8 is a working day for us). Surely, the hotel is fully booked. You can not just say, I want to stay in your hotel tomorrow and you get it. It doesn’t work that way especially because the Hotel is quite fancy and the next day is a rest day (expected high number of visitors checking in). Obviously, there was no room for us.
August 8 came. He woke up late. We rushed to the office. We left the office late for lunch because we had so much work to do. I was so pissed off because I felt I need to feel a little more special that day but he didn’t made me feel so. So, in the afternoon, I went ahead to the office. Yes, we work for the same company now. I wondered what took him so long to get to the office. But I stopped caring.
Then he got into the office and handed me a flower. And that explained why he’s late. But I didn’t find it sweet anymore. It’s so ungraceful. It lacked art and sweetness. Not even a note was attached.

Then, we went out of the office and we rode a taxi to a Japanese restaurant. He had dinner there. I wasn’t in the mood to eat. I was so pissed off.
Don’t get me wrong. I am not dying to check in a fancy hotel. So, whether we went or not, wasn’t a deal at all. The flower and the dinner could have been fine. But had he given it a thought, even just for 10 minutes, he could have gone out at night to buy a single flower so I would see it when I wake up. But he didn’t. It was like, he’s on his way to the office and suddenly, he thought of buying a flower. Then he brought me to a restaurant I made mention the night before. It only showed, he didn’t plan for it at least before the day I mentioned about the restaurant.
I mean, it’s not sweet. It’s just not.
And it’s our first year anniversary. I felt bad because this was not how I thought we would be spending our anniversary.
Does anyone understand me? Am I being complicated?