Tag: arguments

Work

I returned to work today to the same old crap. There’s a lot of restructuring going on at the minute and lots of redundancies. Thankfully I’m not one of them, but our new site manager wants to give me an opportunity (and hopeful payrise!) but he’s asked me what I want to do? Sadly I don’t think being a lady of leisure is what he means, but really, how do you answer that? Seriously?

I went for a new lead position a few months back and got turned down due to “lack of experience” and I know he wants me to naturally slip into that role, but I’m not sure that role is what I want anymore. I don’t really know what I want. It’s not like I’ve been given a load of Job Specs and been told to pick the one I like the sound of, I’ve literally been given free reign within my capability…. But what is that exactly?

Anyway, the drive home from the office with C wasn’t pleasant. As much as I love him dearly he just doesn’t get my workplace or environment and instead of giving advice, he tells me what I should do, like he could do it better? I shouted that at him as I marched out of the kitchen and disappeared up to the bathroom for a cry.

Didn’t have dinner. Felt like I had a migraine coming on, so took two ibuprofen and have been in bed since 8pm.

Tuesday tomorrow. Oh joy.

Exhausted

I’ve been off work for the past two days with a migraine, I’m feeling absolutely wiped out by it so I will probably hold off from returning tomorrow and just take the long weekend to fully recover.

C got home about 7pm, which is late for him. We’re still not talking, or should I say I’m not going out of my way to start a conversation so we just sit in silence.

I just don’t have the energy right now. I’m heading back to bed with my Audiobook.

The Child Free Weekend

This was the weekend of romance, of making plans, of being together. This was the weekend our daughter went away with school and we got some quality time as a couple.

Oh how wrong was I.

We’ve not left the house since Thursday night. We’ve watched TV and hardly spoken.

Why is it that if I don’t make arrangements to do something or book to go away somewhere we don’t do anything? Is it wrong of me to expect him to organise something every once in a while?

It’s his birthday next month and I’m seriously considering selling the Bears Den tickets I’ve bought him as a surprise.

Forget

You know when you forget you’re angry and carry on like nothing happened? Well I did that today and even though we’re talking, I still want him to apologise for his behaviour.

On another note I’ve got crippling pain in my lower back/side area so I’ve come to bed with my hot water bottle to try and ease it.

Never rains but it pours.

You could cut the atmosphere with a knife. We’re not talking, just passing each other like ships on water. I think I’ve had enough. I think it’s easier to just be alone.

I’ve passed two hours just sitting in the tub.

Crap

So in reality I’m a crap blogger. I promise and never deliver. I might change this whole setup.

Today we are fighting yet again.

I’m tired.

Sad Sunday


We are fighting. The weather is grey, wet and miserable.

Days like today make me just want to curl up in front of the fire and read a book. Or jump in the car, bang on my favourite tunes, have no end destination and wail like no one’s listening.