I am really struggling with the thought of this atm; feel like getting in my car and driving to the neareast travel lodge and just not telling anyone. Fuck 'em all. Only the thought of my lovely ds being distressed by it is stopping me. Went back to doc last week coz I felt my head was getting worse (have not had a good year really, looking back), but it turns out I am maxed out on current meds and will need to change if I'm not coping. He did also refer me for more counselling, but that could be ages, as you can guess.
As sole carer for disabled dh and my lovely, light and joy of my life ds 2.11, nothing gets done if I don't do it. I do all housework, decorating, shopping, finances, organise, book, pack for and do all the driving on hols, basically, I am responsible for everything. It is my 20th wedding anniversary in October, and have been trying to organise something fairly memorable to celebrate, but it all just keeps going pear shaped, and to be honest, just for once in my feckin' life, I want someone else to do it; surprise me and spoil me with something wonderful. I have explained this at length to my dh, who doesn't seem to get it; he looked at some rally driving days (which I'd love to do) but told me all about them and assumed I'd just go on my own!!!!
Anyway, gave up in the end, and had to organise 2 do's; one for his cheapskate family, a buffet in a pub, and one for my loaded family, and meal at a really nice italian restaurant (it was easier than trying to find one thing that would please all). A couple who we consider to be like family have pretty much blanked the meal; gave them loads of weekends to choose before I booked it (know it's their thing coz he's Italian) but they are just busy for every weekend. Not saying they aren't, just feel a bit miffed that they couldn't have considered rearranging one of their weekend commitments; can't beleive they are all as 'once in a lifetime' as this iyswim, for what is a special occasion for us (or at least me it seems ).
And to cap it all yesterday, the pub phoned and said that management had decided that they couldn't cater a large buffet on a Saturday night in the run up to xmas, and so cancelled my do (18th Oct). It was the last straw. I feel like jacking the whole thing. Reading this now, it just sounds like a load of spoiled whining, but as a carer for the past 15 years, my life has totally been about everyone else except me, and just for once, I wanted someone to use this occasion to spoil me; make a fuss of me; plan something just a bit spectacular as a surprise. Sorry, stupid bloody whinge really; am just really broken by it......will sod off and stop feeling so bloody sorry for myself!