SB is a very busy boy - touch rugby on Monday, RNR on Tuesday, Tae KwonDo on Wednesday, sometimes Thursday and on Saturday too... so he's got a full week. He lives 100 miles away from me but works in London where I live. Mon and Tues night activities are in London, the rest are in his hometown.
So tonight he's gone to touch rugby and is then coming back to mine... he said he would be back at 8.30pm, it's now 9.30pm and I've only just got a call to say he's just left and will be coming back. I'm hungry and more than a little pissed off. Ok he's picking up food, but given we were supposed to be eating an hour ago and he now won't get here until 10pm, I don't think that's on. Not only that but by the time we finish it will be getting on for 11pm, so we haven't had an evening together.
He does this all the time and it's starting to get on my nerves, not least because he counts it as 'having spent time' with me. It isn't. It's more convenient for him to stay so he does. It's not just that he gets in late either, it's the fact that he's due back by a certain time and is always at least an hour late. I'm fed up. He did it at RNR the other week, was due to finish at 9.00pm, it's only fifteen minutes down the road, but got back at 11:30pm because he'd got roped into working behind the bar - he didn't even bother letting me know either, so I got to enjoy two and a half hours of worrying that he'd come to some horrible end.
Thing is, he doesn't see it as bad, I think he's under the illusion that he only does it infrequently but it is absolutely the rule and not the exception. I'm not sure how to broach this because the whole 'not seeing enough of each other' has always been a bit of an issue because of the distance.
I don't want to suck it up either though, I'm not a hotel. And if I were I would be a malicious hotel that drinks all of the wine before he gets home because I'm cross.