So, last night after the phone call where he was all lovely and apologetic, i got indifference really. Oh and "you look really fed up" whats the matter now? FFS, really? he had to ask? Several mums at the school asked after me yesterday, so i can only assume i looked terrible. Thankfully i just managed to smile and say that i was just tired.
None of the ideas we spoke about on the phone have been acted upon, because guess what, this will be a huge surprise this - when i mentioned it "do you have to start going on again!" So i am not going to, any more - let him sort it out, let him contact the client that is being lazy about paying, let him explain to the mortgage company that we are nearly two months in arrears now because he doesn't want to nag his client about paying for a job that his finished and signed off by the building inspector.
I had to borrow money last night because it was a non-uniform day at school and my dd had literally nothing to wear, well unless you count too short leggings etc as she seems to have had a growth spurt. Yes i could have made do, but i feel bad enough as it is im buggered if i was going to let my DD go to the school looking like a tramp. I'll pay it back out of my cleaning money, which i stupidly told them to pay monthly becaues i thought i could save a bit for xmas.
I am having treatment for anxiety but i honestly think that if DP were to step up and get motivated alot of my problems would go away, but the whole things seems to rely on me getting a job, i am doing what i can, i can't do any more than i am doing now - but i have no control over this, i can only wait until the dice rolls my way, it hasn't done for three years of looking so im not holding my breath.
Within five minutes of me and DD walking in last night there was shouting and tears - this situation cannot be allowed to continue.