This is nothing more than a rant, a venting session, an unloading of a small thing that has disproportionally got me down.
Last night (well, it was probably Friday night actually but I've lost track of time) I got a bit snippy. Exhausted beyond belief I just howled "Oh for heaven's sake, just lay on your side, not your back. PLEASE. I don't want to hear you snoring all night. I need SLEEP."
Cue major duvet over the head sulk from him.
This morning (or was it yesterday morning now?) ... I get the still sulky, quivery lipped, reproachful eyed. "You were SO nasty to me".
I flipped. "You remember ONE bad thing" I said. " I'm not a saint. What about all the other hours of nice things? Why do you want to remember that but can't even remember where you put your shoes? Why are you trying to punish me for being human?"
It popped out before I could stop it.
I made coffee, made some more coffee, smiled and faffed and fiddled about and peeled some veg and then - magically - received an unexpected apology for 'something' that he couldn't remember. That made me feel even worse.
I'm tired. My brain's fried. My eyes are stiff.
I'm here at 3am enjoying (?) some wine because I can have a bit of me-time but that simply makes the waking / sleeping even more mixed up. And 3am wine isn't good when there's no-one to share it with.
Sorry, guys and gals. Rant over. Thanks. Ta-ra-ra-BOOM!
<Exit stage left>
Last night (well, it was probably Friday night actually but I've lost track of time) I got a bit snippy. Exhausted beyond belief I just howled "Oh for heaven's sake, just lay on your side, not your back. PLEASE. I don't want to hear you snoring all night. I need SLEEP."
Cue major duvet over the head sulk from him.
This morning (or was it yesterday morning now?) ... I get the still sulky, quivery lipped, reproachful eyed. "You were SO nasty to me".
I flipped. "You remember ONE bad thing" I said. " I'm not a saint. What about all the other hours of nice things? Why do you want to remember that but can't even remember where you put your shoes? Why are you trying to punish me for being human?"
It popped out before I could stop it.
I made coffee, made some more coffee, smiled and faffed and fiddled about and peeled some veg and then - magically - received an unexpected apology for 'something' that he couldn't remember. That made me feel even worse.
I'm tired. My brain's fried. My eyes are stiff.
I'm here at 3am enjoying (?) some wine because I can have a bit of me-time but that simply makes the waking / sleeping even more mixed up. And 3am wine isn't good when there's no-one to share it with.
Sorry, guys and gals. Rant over. Thanks. Ta-ra-ra-BOOM!
<Exit stage left>