I was a little sick on Friday and had to leave work early, but I was better by the time Brady got home from work. I think I just needed to sleep it off. I got up and we made dinner and decided we were going to go out with Kendra and John later. Oddly enough John texted Brady inviting us, but Kendra didn’t reach out to me at all. Weird because I thought we were supposed to be best friends.
Anyway, we made plans to go to this stupid pretentious bar and I wore a suede skirt, a v-neck and my over the knee boots. I was feeling so much better that we started taking shots before we even left the house. It was kind of funny how fast we went from, “So how was your day?” to “You’re literally the best thing that’s happened to me.” And also pretty sad that apparently we only feel that way when we’ve been drinking.
When we got to the bar Kendra and John were still en route so Brady and I got a pitcher and sat down at a table. Brady pulled out his phone and sat it on the table and I saw that he had a new message from Hailey. I couldn’t really tell, but I think it said, “How is your night?”
“Who’s that?” I asked pointing to his phone.
Brady picked it up and showed me. He had unlocked his phone and I could see that Hailey had sent the last three or four messages that Brady hadn’t responded to. “She works at the hospital.”
“Ohh!” I said, over the top dramatically.
“In the gift shop,” he continued.
I scrunched my nose. “I thought only elderly women worked in the gift shop.”
Brady shrugged. “I did too, but she’s still a student.”
“Wow, a student,” I echoed. “What does she want with you? Do you help with her homework?”
He laughed. “No. She brings me candy sometimes.”
“Why? It sounds like she has a crush on you.” I could see Kendra and John walking in and Kendra looking around for us.
“I think she’s just being nice,” Brady said.
“Being nice, Brady? You say that about everyone.” I rolled my eyes.
“Why did you exchange numbers?” I asked and to my dismay, that’s exactly when Kendra and John found us.
“Uh, hey!” Kendra said, leaning down to hug me.
We all hugged and I scooted my stool closer to Brady to make room. He squeezed my knee and I gave him a look like, “We’ll finish this discussion later.” He nodded.
So we all finished off the pitcher that me and Brady had pretty much downed ourselves and ordered another one. Kendra and John were sipping slow and being adults, but Brady and I were already pretty trashed and kind of hogged the second pitcher too. Eventually I was ready to go find disgusting food and kept texting Brady begging to leave.
Luckily, Kendra’s started yawning. “I’m getting tired, you guys. I just can’t stay out late like I used to.”
“It’s been a long day,” John agreed with her.
We got up and started to leave, and I brought up that they better take advantage of being able to stay out late before they started having babies and stuff. Kendra laughed.
Brady grabbed my hips and said something like, “Maybe we’ll make one tonight.”
I turned and hit him playfully because that is literally the last thing we need. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. Brady said there was a 24-hour taco place a little bit away so we walked. Literally everything on the menu sounded good so we got every kind of taco, burritos and chips and salsa. They had to give us two bags to carry all our shit.
We were really drunk so I started telling him that I was concerned about the current state of our relationship.
“What are you talking about? It’s fine,” Brady said.
“If you seriously think it’s fine then that’s our biggest problem,” I replied.
He looked offended.
“I just wanna go back to how we were when we first met,” I went on. “It was so fun and now we just fight all the time.”
“Yeah,” he agreed.
I said something like, “I really love you and care about you, but if things don’t get better then we are going to break up.”
“I don’t want that. I love you too.”
“You’re really mean sometimes.”
“I’m sorry. I don’t intend to be mean.”
This went on for like an hour. Brady couldn’t apologize enough. He promised to try harder to be nice to me and I said I would do the same. We left all the extra food on the table and retreated to the bedroom. We had a fairly quick hookup sesh then I climbed off and cuddled him.
“So why did you and this student, Hailey, exchange numbers?” I asked.
Brady was starting to doze off, but that got his attention.
“I don’t know, Reese,” he whined. “She asked for it.”
“And you gave it to her?!” I exclaimed.
“Yes. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what to say,” he continued whining.
“You say, ‘No, I have a hot, but psycho girlfriend at home so I can’t give you my number.'”
“That is true.”
I grabbed his face. “Do you think she’s hot?”
“No,” Brady said automatically.
“Be honest. She’s hot.”
“No. I’m not interested in her in that way. You’re hot, not her.”
“But she’s pretty.”
“She’s good looking, yeah. Not as good looking as you.”
It was kind of cute how Brady kept bringing the attention back to me. Atta boy. I kissed him.
“We need a vacation,” I pointed out. I know that I need my own vacation, but Brady and I were vibing so well that I wanted to take a getaway with him.
“Yeah. Let’s go to my grandparents’ next weekend,” he suggested.
I hadn’t even considered that as an option. Probably because I didn’t plan on vacaying with Brady.
I shrugged. “Okay.”
He grabbed my waist and squeezed me, kissing the side of my face. “I can’t wait. I’ll get our tickets.”
He let me go and I dozed off for a minute before he grabbed me again.
“Reese, I love you,” Brady said.
“Okay then act like it.”
“I know. I will.”
You know what’s crazy? I was hearing blog comments in my head like, “You need to act like it too.” Probably because I know I’m not the world’s greatest girlfriend either.
“I will too. We both need to try harder,” I said.
I was dozing off again, but Brady was ready for round two. What a long night. After we finished, I rolled over and passed out. I was so exhausted.
When I woke up on Saturday morning, Brady wasn’t in the bed and I assumed he was out getting breakfast. My assumption was correct and he came back in a few minutes later with French toast, eggs and bacon. So good.
We ended up spending the entire day together and it was so much fun. I had some things to return to Nordstrom so we went there first. I returned my items then we headed to the men’s department so I could pick out things for bae. Brady absolutely hates shopping, but he was trying so hard to be nice to me that he let me pick out a ton of stuff for him to try on. I thought it was a great time. I made him get a couple casual button downs, a pair of jeans, a pair of shorts and a thin springy sweater. I’m obsessed with all of it.
After Nordstrom we went for mani pedis. Well, I did because Brady refused. I told him that it’s not taboo for guys to get their nails done anymore, but he still wouldn’t. There was a pet store near the nail salon so I insisted we go there next. Tucker is always in need of new things, am I right? So I got him some organic treats, a more springy collar and harness, some dentist chews and several toys.
When we were in line to pay, Brady grabbed my shoulder and said, “You’re going to be such a great mom.”
I turned around and gave him a weird look. What the hell is wrong with him? All the baby comments were fucking weird. I didn’t even say anything back.
We headed to dinner after that. Brady continued being super nice and sweet and even asked me to come over to his side of the booth to sit by him. Usually I only do that when I’m being needy. We were in the restaurant for close to three hours just talking and ordering drinks and food. I don’t understand why it can’t always be like that. We weren’t doing anything at all, but it was so fun and easy.
By the time we got home, Tucker was pissed that we’d been gone so long. But he was happy about his new toys and treats. Brady and I considered going out with his friends that night, but we decided that we were too tired and wanted to stay in. So instead, we set up the guest bedroom in the basement. We bought all new bed linens and stuff for it and moved all the furniture from Chris’s old bedroom downstairs, but after setting everything up I realized that it was plain and bare and not welcoming at all.
So naturally I made a Pinterest vision board and made a list of items I needed to get. I decided on a rustic theme with muted colors and lots of wood and textures so we don’t have to get any new furniture. Can’t wait for it to all come together!
I got brunch with Kendra on Sunday. I told her about Brady’s baby and mom comments.
“So let me get this straight,” she said. “He’s afraid to commit to marriage, but he isn’t afraid to have a baby?”
“Apparently. Isn’t that strange? I just can’t believe he keeps saying stuff like that,” I said.
“Maybe he actually is ready to commit now. Have you talked about it lately?”
“Hell no!” I exclaimed. “I’m not bringing that up again.”
“You need to see where his head is. If I were you I wouldn’t be okay with him making comments like that, but claiming he doesn’t want to get married. He’s giving you mixed signals,” Kendra said.
“Well, maybe,” I thought out loud. “But maybe he doesn’t necessarily want to get married, but still wants to build a life with me and stuff.”
“Do you think his mother is going to go for that? He can’t even tell her that you’re living together and you think she’s going to be okay with you having children out of wedlock?” Kendra pointed out.
“Who fucking cares what she thinks? She doesn’t control my life.”
True. So maybe I’m reading too much into it and Brady didn’t even mean anything by what he said, but I think he had a change of heart. Right?
We talked about Carly. They picked out a date; it’s going to be November of this year. She’s dead set on doing this deep red, wine color, but she’s having trouble picking an accent color. I keep trying to convince her that blush pink would be perfect with it, but she isn’t convinced. I even made a Pinterest board.
Brady hasn’t texted Hailey back since Friday night and I wonder if it’s because I confronted him about her. Maybe he feels guilty. I kind of feel like this is exactly like the Matt situation (the businessman from the plane) where Brady just likes the attention. I read through all their messages and he’s never mentioned me once. Well, at least he seems to have learned his lesson now.