I’ve done some yoga, been for a run and picked up the paper. Borrowing a friends dogs for a walk this afternoon.
Spoke to a friend overseas this morning. Poor girl. She got my full on snotty rant.
I do have to compartmentalise the friend issues. They’re complicated and not my story to tell, but one involves a lot of dishonesty, including with me, and I’m struggling with that. I will deal with it in the fullness of time.
I don’t really know if I’m up to seeing my parents if I’m honest. But I can’t cancel, they would be so terribly disappointed and the girls are desperate to see them too. It’s just that having them to stay is an effort - my mother is old school hyacinth bucket and my father can’t hear anything - they are lovely people but every dish in the house will be used at every single meal and they take an hour to go through the bathroom so by the time breakfast is done half the morning has gone. They’re not exactly restful! You’re right though, don’t borrow trouble and worry about it yet.
What else is troubling me...money. Geller. The fact that I feel so sad and angry out of nowhere, like I wasted ten years of opportunities and life and the only thing I’ve got to show for it is my beautiful children. It feels like I’ve been living a very small life. I feel like he’s taken me for a mug for the past decade and I’m so cross with myself that I couldn’t see it. His attitude to money and the settlement. How fucking unreasonable he is.
I’m tired, which isn’t helping.
DYD thing - the sex was mind blowingly good. He messaged the next morning to say he’d had a lovely evening, thank you. I messaged back similarly. In the evening (because we’d kind of discussed it) I messaged him on my way home from supper asking him if he wanted me to detour - an hour later he came back saying he was out with friends x. I didn’t reply. Twenty minutes after that he texted to say he was home. I wasn’t sure whether that was yes, I want company or what, so asked if he’d had a good evening...he sent me a dove emoji?! I said I don’t know what that means, he sent a wink (by this stage I was totally confused) so asked if he was tired and ready for bed, or if he wanted to have some fun. He said night x.
I haven’t replied. Just feel a bit stupid. I don’t know if I pushed it too much or not, but if I’d know what he meant that would have helped. Nothing from him yet today.
I guess maybe we need to set some ground rules?