Friday, October 26, 2007

Okay, okay - I will update.

Has been a busy couple of weeks. After all my travelling I had to get busy and get my house ready for company. My parents arrived 8 days ago - so had to dung out my house - with all the travelling things were pretty upside down - home just long enough to mess it up but not clean it up - so spent a few days dunging. DH just about bought it - commented that he wished my folks would come more often so I would put stuff away - like he counts - he is so rarely around - PUNT.

Folks arrived a week ago yesterday - and of course one of their suitcases did not make it - trust British Airways. Friday and Saturday were quiet days - just hanging around the house and letting them get over the jet lag. That is not quite accurate - Friday we ended up with no water - DH had gotten bright and burned out 'my' water pump - so he and Dad spent the day getting it repaired - and of course hit me up for the money - I was some chuffed - since it was his fault it was out of commission - I also told him to get lunch since I had no water - no way was I trying to cook a meal - and I ended up paying for that as well. And then he had agreed to drive a friend's niece around to get her hair done - and instead of doing that he let the guy have my car without even consulting me - needless to say I flipped and of course he sulked about it. He finally got the water going and managed to incapacitate the toilet - you could not use the button to flush - he had to go out to something or other and five minutes after he left my dad and I had the thing fixed - danged engineers.

Sunday we headed to the airport to get the lost suitcase. When I had to go it was really easy - but because of all the people returning from Saudi - it was a royal pain in the butt - my dad had to get permission to enter the terminal to get his suitcase. When I went I just went in the departure hall and walked over to the arrival hall and got my luggage - but they took his passport and had to pass it with security - and of course security was on a break when we arrived - no one had the forethought to tell us this when we ordered the limo to take us out to the airport - so we cooled our heels for about an hour while the tried to track someone down who could make sure my dad was not a terrorist- LOL. Needless to say he was less than thrilled - but in good Egyptian time they ushered him to the terminal to get his piece of luggage and they were reunited. That took most of Sunday- had planned on getting a few groceries - but by the time we got home it was too late to go out.

Monday I dragged Mom to Club (AWA) along with Sharon (we regularly go together) and after club was over we came home and picked up Dad and headed to Carrefour - I needed a few things and we had lunch in the food court. Aymn called just before I was leaving for club and wanted to know if I wanted him to come see me before I left - he was in the dog house - up to his usual tricks of shortchanging my time - told him I was on my way out - so there was no time for me to see him - then he asked if Dad was going with us - I told him no - asked me if Dad wanted company - told him that Dad was quite content to be on his own - but he came over anyhow. Just about drove dad bonkers - I had asked dad to hang up a few things for me - and of course Aymn was all for getting in on the action and doing it the Egyptian way - and my dad is a perfectionist and insisted on doing it properly. Aymn sent me a message - telling me that he was missing me - had hoped to spend time with me - that he was sitting by himself - tough on him - he was the one who HAD to go home and spend time with his family - he had spent 6 days with them and only 1.5 with me - so I figured he owed me - but after 3 days he HAD to leave - so piss on him - I will do what I want and he can just punt. Aymn came up with this hare brained idea that he would spend from 9-6 with me every day and from 7 - 11 p.m. with his family and then on alternate nights he would come back and spend the night with me - told him no way - I want two days and two days - makes it easier for me to plan things and also gives him time to do things. He was persistent - finally said - fine but you will see very little of me - because my days are busy and they will stay that way - I need him here in the evenings and at night - I have no problem keeping busy during the day - but the evenings and nights are a different story. So he relented - not very willingly - but we will see. Then he took off at 7 that night to go and spend time with his kids - ARGH - and he wonders why I get pissed off.

Wednesday we headed to Marsa Matrouh - Aymn had business he wanted to deal with - he has had a falling out with his partners - and there has been some violence - Aymn got cracked across the head with a tire iron - got it stitched up and then when he text messaged me that he could not come over because he could not walk - I phoned him and insisted he get to a hospital - so his two boys went with him and he had a CT scan and lo and behold his skull had been fractured and there was a hematoma - I figured he had a severe concussion - he had lost consciousness for about 2 minutes - so I was quite concerned. And I cannot figure out why the boys went with instead of his wife - let me tell you if he were with me I would have gone with and the kids would have been in bed sleeping. I just do not get it. Anyway - since he wanted to go to Marsa Matrouh and did not want to pay - we took Mom and Dad and spent the night - I am now a lumpy itchy mess - the apartment Aymn rented was infested with mosquitoes - ARGH. On the way we stopped at Al Alamein and went through the museum and stopped in at the Commonwealth cemetery - were very surprised when we were informed that there were 36 Canadians buried there - had not realized that the Canadians were involved - they were all RCAF fly boys. The museum is like most museums here - kind of piece meal and the English is a hoot - but the cemetery was very nice. Thursday we made our way to a beach and Mom and I got dunked. Dad got his feet wet - and that was it. The beach was deserted - and the water was beautiful.

Came home last night and then today headed to Mohmodea to visit Suzanne and her family. Took Mom and my niece Yasmeen with us - we had a good time - we were home before dark - I HATE driving in the dark in this country - I cannot understand why people drive in the dark with no headlights - and the number of vehicles that do not have any lights on the rear is unbelievable. And the vehicles that stop on the side of the road with no lights - it is just plain scary driving at night in this part of the world.

So that is what I have been doing to keep myself busy. Sorry I have not posted - will endeavour to do better.

14 comments:

Lynn said...

YAy! I am glad to see you are still alive! Been waiting SO patiently (not) to hear how you are doing. Say hi to your mom and dad from the two of us. Sounds like as always that there is much to do while they are there. Chow for now!

Cairogal said...

I'm so glad your folks are there-can we get a family photo up here?
Ayman, Ayman, Ayman....does that man ever learn? You are a patient woman. Kudos to you for not taking his crap. You should start asking him for more money-not because you need it, but because it would be interesting to see how he handled truly financially supporting 2 women.

Safa said...

I just like the way that she makes everything sound so interesting!!! But it's nothing like talking to her in person......

EVA said...

Glad you updated and sorry to hear of all the stupid goings on with Ayman. I hope you enjoy the time with your parents--when is Miles coming?

Safa said...

Errrr....could I possibly join you guys for tea on the balcony???

Huda said...

LOL...*waves from Kuwait* you're a giggle, girl...from one canuck to another. (I'm from Vancouver) Good on ya for not takin' his stuff - I'd do the same thing if he were mine! (I'm in a polygynous marriage as well). I think you handle him beautifully, but it has to be wearing on you too. And I too think you should refuse to handle the financial aspect - he'll just keep on doing this for as long as you are willing to put up the money. Just..you'll have to agree to do it his way too...and that could be umm...more frustrating than using your own money..
I hope you have a wonderful visit with your parents, it's good to see you update - I read both yours and Safa's blogs...I'd really like get to know both of you, you both seem like wonderful, enlightened women. I'll bring the tea and cake :)

Safa said...

Another crazy canadian in a P marriage? U've got to be kidding...!!! You so got to get in touch with us.....send ur email to me on my blog....I won't publish.....we can start our own yahoo group. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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PM said...

Dear Egianqueen,

Wow! Is this my life? Or should I say "Is this what my life was like?" Yes, it is. Actually reading it, I started to feel that rising anxiety that I have been struggling with these past few days but a deep breath and walking away for a few helped.

Do you find yourself losing respect for him? Seeing him as less a man? The way he mis-manages his time and certainly the MONEY are all similar to my husband and I did find myself seeing him as less of a man and weaker over time. How many times can you hear that this Arab wife and children are calling his shots without starting to feel that he is a lot "punier" than the man who approached you to marry him? I am assuming that when he asked you to marry him he reassured you that everything would work out and he would be able to handle her (Amal) and not let that marriage ruin your own.

When you married him did he tell you he wouldn't be able to support you because he would be busy paying all the expenses for his other wife and kids? Does he say "Insha'Allah, when I get my finances together I'll be able to support you" (like he supports his other wife)?

Think about what will make you happy -- what you actually can do something about -- and do it. And don't be afraid to do what is in your own best interests -- even if it means walking away. I wish I had walked before I gave my ex a chance to hit me over the head with a tire iron. ;-)

Take care,
PM

Michele said...

What a nightmare with the luggage thing and DH. Ditto to what Huda said. I think it might be a real eyeopener for DH. I hope you have alot of fun with your parents. Spend time with them and let DH fit in with your schedule.
Luv Ya

EVA said...

EQ--Plz stop by TEA to vote if you havent already. Love ya!

on the edge said...

Mo , where are you ?Waiting with baited breath to here what has happened since last post ! Have fun with mom and dad .Has Miles and wife made it there yet ? Pictures lady !

on the edge said...

Sending out an SOS , sending out an SOS ! Oh yeah , the Police did that already ... so calling Mo ! Where are you ? HHHEEELLLOOOOOOOO??????????

EVA said...

UPDATE...UPDATE...UPDATE...plzzzzzzz!