Tilleymonster
Full Member
Dear lord help me! lol. Rant alert...
It's 7:30am, I've made it to the office and so far I've:
-been shouted at by other half upset that I 'ruined' his lay in by putting my socks on too loudly (he's been a really horrible person since Saturday and I have no idea what's going on but I really don't need it and it scares me a bit that he'd be like this after everything that's happened. I'm scared it's 'true colours'...)
-dropped cup of tea all over top of electric piano and the cat's cushion
- walked the dog who apparently is lame in one leg and has the runs
-started period
-dropped half my porridge sachet down my black work trousers so not only am I hungry but also I now have weird patchy powdery trousers.
I couldn't want to be back in bed anymore I don't think. I really wish the economy wasn't so awful and I could get out of this place, too many bad memories now.
Still... boyfriend on late shifts at moment (2 - 11pm) so that means I have three evenings to myself, and thank goodness to be honest. He's really being horrible. He even tried to give me a Mars Bar Duo last night INSTEAD of my LL bar. Of course I declined, but I sense the beginnings of some sort of issue about not wanting me to look good... you know?
Urgh. Better work. Please don't make me. I hate it x:sigh:
It's 7:30am, I've made it to the office and so far I've:
-been shouted at by other half upset that I 'ruined' his lay in by putting my socks on too loudly (he's been a really horrible person since Saturday and I have no idea what's going on but I really don't need it and it scares me a bit that he'd be like this after everything that's happened. I'm scared it's 'true colours'...)
-dropped cup of tea all over top of electric piano and the cat's cushion
- walked the dog who apparently is lame in one leg and has the runs
-started period
-dropped half my porridge sachet down my black work trousers so not only am I hungry but also I now have weird patchy powdery trousers.
I couldn't want to be back in bed anymore I don't think. I really wish the economy wasn't so awful and I could get out of this place, too many bad memories now.
Still... boyfriend on late shifts at moment (2 - 11pm) so that means I have three evenings to myself, and thank goodness to be honest. He's really being horrible. He even tried to give me a Mars Bar Duo last night INSTEAD of my LL bar. Of course I declined, but I sense the beginnings of some sort of issue about not wanting me to look good... you know?
Urgh. Better work. Please don't make me. I hate it x:sigh: