A night ruined.

Now normally my partner is the sweetest guy possible, so kind, so gentle so lovely.
However he does have a issue with jealous-ness. Tonight after spending six hours drinking with his defense force mates that problem reared its ugly head. I had gone out to Merwens 21st it was this styley little club with a whole bunch of people from ceroc. I went with MrsVic, and MrsSandra, I didn't dance at all, nor did I drink since I still may be pregnant.
My phone rang a handful of times, but it was in bag and the music was up so I didn't hear it. When I did check my phone I checked it straight away, too late however. The seeds of jealous-ness had been well and truly planted. So over the next hour and a half I got a series of pissed off-ed texts from ym other half. Till eventaully I just left the party cause I knew nothing else would calm him down when he was like this. So ileft and by the time I got to the lobby of our apartment building he rang.
Man, did I rip into him. I am calm ninety nine percent of the time.  But I was f*cking pissed tonight, I had to cancel my nights cause he didn't trust me to go out with my girl mates cause he'd rather I sat around home and just waited for him. When he goes out nearly every time they get to somewhere with a pub.
Argh! Just writing about is getting me annoyed again!
So I ripped into him, telling him what was what, all the while climbing eleven flights of stairs up to our apartment (couldn't take the elevator it would have cut out). And when he sobers up, I'm going to rip into him all over again.

MrsHolly