I canât believe I am writing another blog. We have nothing much to do in the office today but file and fileâ¦ another reason is I donât feel like standing much and doing stuff today because my eyes are a bit tired and puffy.
Puffy? Yup. Rob and I had a âmini-fightâ last night. I know this is a petty thing to discuss and even post but I just want to let it out.
Life here in Dubai is kinda like the life in the States or maybe Iâm just imagining. Our day starts like this: I wake up at around 6:45 in the morning. Take a shower, dress up, kiss Rob goodbye and go to work. He wakes up at around 9-10 in the morning. Eats breakfast, takes a shower, dresses up and leaves the house because his shift starts at 1 pm. We just call each other on the phone from time to time to talk, sometimes argue or just to check each other. Around 6:30 in the evening, I come home from work, rest and then do something productive. He finishes his shift at 10 in the evening or sometimes more than that. He arrives home around 11 in the evening or later than that (if he misses the bus â the buses here are similar with the US system, it passes at a certain time only so you better be there before the bus comes). We eat dinner. Chat a little since we are so tired from the dayâs work then sleep.
This is our routine everyday. We do have day offs mind you but most of time, itâs either he goes out for a bike ride or we arrange our stuff in our ânewâ home (we changed flats again because itâs too pricey but we are not alone, we are with his relatives).
Mondays was his boysâ night out with his fellow bikers. At first, it was ok. I felt like I wanted to be alone for a while and absorb the whole situation, to see its advantage and disadvantage of being together in one roof. A year apart caused a lot of changes for usâ¦
I donât want to be coined as a âkilljoyâ or a âparty pooperâ so I let him be. Sometimes, heâd come home around 3 or 4 the most would be around 5 am. I waited for him secretly. I donât want him to know about it.
Last night was the last straw. He told me that his friends are forcing him to go with them. I told him not to. Rob says heâd try his best.
Around 9 pm, I called him up and asked him if he has decided. Rob says he just canât say no to the guys. He promised that he wonât be long. I was disappointedâ¦ I donât know I just felt like I was not important anymore.
Midnight came and he hasnât called (obviously because he has no load to call or text me). I called him up. Rob says he was on the way, just saying goodbye to his friendsâ¦ I hung up before I could say anything I would regret later.
A few minutes, he came. I canât contain my anger so I burst out saying âButi dumating ka paâ and went to our room. He apologized. I told him Iâm not like this when I was in the Philippines. I even warned him that I might go back to the Philippines if this will be the situation all the time. He apologized. No other words uttered but Iâm sorry.
His friends feel that Iâm acting like this because I suspect that they have girls on the side. I donât actually. I trust Rob on that aspect. The reason Iâm acting like this is because I donât see him much like when we were in the Philippines.
Back in Manila, Saturday was Rach and Robâs day. We go around the mall, eat, watch a movie and just loiter around. We donât need a special occasion to be together. I guess life was different then. I just hope that we could do it again.
I miss what we had then.