Night of my life

Don't you just love it when you plan an evening and you are all excited about it, and then it all falls apart on you? Last night was one of those nights. We got tickets to go see a friend of ours play in Salt Lake. He's the drummer of a band called Nice and I was looking forward to seeing how they did. I got tickets for Dave and me, Catherine and Lucas, and Scott. Scott bailed on going, but said he could watch Bradley so we could go. Then he canceled yesterday evening because he didn't feel good. So, now I had an extra ticket and needed a babysitter. Noone could take him except for Cheryl. I felt bad making her watch him again, so I kept looking around.... nothing - it's like Bradley is a horrible child and noone wanted to watch him. I know it was last minute, but I guarantee you the rest of the people I asked just sat at home and did nothing. So, I started talking to Catherine to see if they were still planning on going. Lucas had to work, but she said that she wanted to hang out. I talked to Dave and he said that if we couldn't find a different babysitter then maybe we should just go hang out and play instead of going to see the band (in case it ran too late). I talked to Catherine and she said that we could do whatever. So then I asked her when she was getting off work so I could plan around her working. I never heard from her again. I called her a few times, sent texts, and got no response. So, we went down to Provo Towne Center to look around and see if maybe we could catch a movie while we were waiting for her to call back. Dave and I both wanted to see Pirates of the Carribean, so we looked at times for that. I thought it was longer than a standard movie, but Dave insisted that it wasn't. So, we got tickets for that thinking that we could see the movie and go to dinner and then pick up Bradley in the event Catherine never called back. Well, I was right. The movie was 3 hours long. We didn't even get out until after 11. And Dave was the one that said that he didn't want to keep Cheryl up late watching Bradley!!! So, we left the mall and went and got Bradley. By that time, every resturaunt between Lindon and American Fork was closed for the night. We tried Denny's and IHOP and Arbys. They were all closed. I was furious by then. I hadn't eaten since that morning so that I would have an apetite by later that night. Dave wanted to go to a sit down resturaunt after the movie so I didn't get snacks or anything. I was STARVING!!! And everything was closed. So, we came back home and went to bed. I got all excited and did my hair and my make up to go sit in a dark room and watch a movie that was a let-down. And all I have to show for it, is a ticket stub. My one night out was ruined because my husband tries to think. And it never turns out the way he thinks it will. And then he kept saying stuff like, "I'm sorry I ruined your night" and "I'm sorry you felt like you wasted your night". How am I supposed to feel!?!?! I said that I wanted to do something....not sit in a dark theater and watch a movie! I said I wanted to go bowling or play pool or do something active. And what did I get? A dark room with a big screen. I'm sick and tired of planning stuff and trying to have to just have something not go like Dave thought it would and be miserable for the entire day. It's not like this is the first time it's happened. It's always like this. He's always apologizing. I just wish he could understand how I feel. He doesn't get it, and he doesn't try to. I'm tired of being let down.