Singing the Blues in more ways than one

This weekend I went to the local Blues Festival with K. The music was great on both nights. The first night though I got angry and upset with k. He invited me to go with him, then proceeded to ignore me all evening. I was on the verge of leaving at the interlude since he had left me sat alone for the whole 30 minutes, knowing full well I knew no one. I was texting with Peg who just by coincidence was in the city. He did invite me over to his hotel for a drink, but I had to decline. I realised I would be acting childish to do that. I really wanted to hear the music and would ultimately only be punishing myself. Instead I returned and moved my stool away from him, I didn’t want to have anything to do with him either. We discussed this on returning home. He said he didn’t know he was doing it. In some ways that seems worse that he was oblivious to his behaviour. Even the server was surprised we were together. Then he starts saying how great I looked and complimenting me. I’m not an idiot you would have said something like that at the beginning of the evening. Its meaningless when it is made an after thought.  K said he’s not used to being a couple that he’s more used to being solo. But, its been 11 months now that I’ve lived with him and that would seem sufficient time to me. If he wants to go out with his friends, then that’s fine then don’t invite me. I don’t appreciate being ignored. It wasn’t as if it was a party where I could mingle with people.

The next evening went considerably better. We were sat with a nice couple he knew, and I really enjoyed their company. Also, he talked to me and invited me to go dance which was fun. The music was great, and I had a enjoyable evening.

One of the artists from Friday was Crystal Shawanda. She has so much energy. She’s a first nations country singer who as recently made a blues album. She has an amazing voice.