BP stands for bastard partner. Mine pissed off six months ago and for the first maybe three months (after two months of being poleaxed, so a month really, all up) I was still 'in the groove' - housework, shopping, lists, household repairs, baby in his usual routine, no slack on my part etc
6 months on I procrastinate like mad. Do only essential stuff, delay important letters to stave off financial chaos u ntil I absolutely have to write them, take each day as it comes, have stopped beating myself up because bathroom lights aren't fixed. Sometimes leave the weekly shop til Monday instead of making sure I do it sunday.
Sometimes have a glass of wine at lunchtime but only so I can remind myself I am better off without the arsehole.
Now the Labour Command that we get nothing if we do nothing I fell like screaming. Give me a job that pays me enough to allow my baby to still have a mother and fine...would LOVE to work. But my baby has no father. Should he have no mother too? Apart from the childminder 8 hours a day while I earn two hundred quid a week?
I hate this. procrastination goes hand-in- hand I think, with incarceration in the silent house. You need to be a mentally fit giant to cope with it instead of a harased older mother with shit for brains.