Today I woke up extra early so I could take my human to Hell, aka the Secretary of State before I went in to work. He needed to register the car he just bought for winter, and I knew if I didn't take him, he would drive it plateless, or take his Supra.

I just got payed and needed to cash my check anyways, so I pulled the $200 at the atm to register the car and gave it to him. He goes in, does his car thing and comes back out with plates. Didn't take too long, and we had time to get breakfast. BUT he didn't even thank me. He wasn't rude or anything, he's always super sweet. He just didn't even mention that I woke up super early for him, or shelled out the money so he could drive his car because he wouldn't have been able to register it until next week.. And I feel bummed about it.

When I didn't have a job over a year ago he was paying for everything. I was really depressed during that time and hated myself for not being able to support myself, or bring home the bacon. I also had to quit the job I had (and hated, but it payed well) so he could start his new job that would pay more. We only had one car at the time and it was his. I felt like his whole family started to dislike me because he was paying, and I was not. And then he mentioned one day during an argument that he thought I took him for granted. Long story short, I felt awful and started thanking him for everything he did for me, and was extra sweet to him always because I didn't want him to think that, it wasn't true. But now, a year and a half later, I have a kick ass job, and I pay all of our bills and half the rent, and buy us both little things here and there. And well, he doesn't really thank me for any of it. That's BS right? So now I'm sitting here at work and I can't stop thinking about it.

Am I an ass because I want him to thank me for things? Have we been together so long that he feels like he doesn't need to? Ugh I need Red Forman to cheer me up.