Ugcch! That pretty much sums up how I feel this morning!
Lucy didn't wake at all until 4 this morning which is pretty good (well, not pretty good considering she was sleeping through not that long ago) and then it was probably every half an hour from then until 6:40 this morning when his majesty's alarm went off (heehee he thought he'd hit the snooze button but actually turned it off so was very late for work that'll teach him) so my night was Oooooh so much fun [raspberry emoticon]
And now my brain hurts (I've just been sat here for about five minutes trying to think what to type next blargggh)
Dal: am very tempted to be getting that book and make him read it, not that he would, he doesn't read books (Oh My Gosh!! What am I doing with him?!!! I would never have thought I'd end with someone that doesn't have an interest in reading books!!!)
Every so often we joke about why we're together cos we don't appear to have anything in common but it's becoming quite a reality, for example: I love the theatre and did performing arts at college, he studied architecture, therefore deciding what to watch on the TV in the evenings is hell!! (and I always promised myself that I'd never be with anyone that loved football, which he led me to believe he did not but he watches it every given chance)
All in all things would be better for all of us if we lived separately, money wise, and the way things have been since DD1 was born it would do us good to live apart as we just don't seem to be able to put up with each other and we're arguing loads and that can't be good for the girls.
I had always imagined us to be married forever, seeing as I'm too stubborn to let things go like that, but I don't want to end up just tolerating each other and resenting each other and constantly making hideous comments and digs at each other and having the girl's grow up thinking that that's how love is meant to be!
I just don't know what to do, I know that if I talk this through with him, at the most, things will change for about a week, 2 tops, and then will slip straight back to normal and I'll just lose my rag.
If I could I'd leave but I've got nowhere to go and no way of getting out even if I did
It's all just pants really and it's getting me down loads.
Right I'm off to fight the kids for the day and then comes the evening. . . it never freaking ends does it?!
later xxx
(((hugs))) for today Kinki, hope all goes well.