Hi Teabags,
Dior, fantastic to see you on the thread again - just keep posting here with your chums - forget all the nasties on the other threads - though it strikes me that some of the nastier flamers have calmed down recently. Glad to hear you had a good birthday and WELL DONE on the weight loss. I really need to lose some myself but am in a comfort food mood - lots of cheese and pastry. Need to get in a more positive frame of mind before I control the eating.
So how would a Saturday suit the rest for our meetup? It would certainly be great to see McD again - we had such a laugh last time. Dior, of course you are counted in/on.
Lilyloo & TFM thanks for offering to boot hunt for me. I seem to have my heart set on this particular pair - can't believe there are no size 5s left in the entire country! DD says she'd spotted the same pair - we do have similar tastes in shoes - and she's a size 7 - but she's already bought some very emo pointy suede boots, so her boot budget is spent.
Have been feeling a bit low again - plus nursing a bit of a hangover from going pubbing on Friday night. What is it with pub wines!? DP and I talked a bit after I found him sobbing to loud music just before we went out. He was cheerful whilst with our friends, but when we got home we talked a bit about 'the situation' as he calls it. Didn't get anywhere, particularly as we were both fairly drunk. He still blames DD for coming between us - he thinks she deliberately chose the bedroom next to ours, rather than staying in the room at the other end of the house, so that she could be obtrusive - which is absolute pants. If I'd been her, I'd also have wanted that room because its proportions feel bigger. Anyway, before she moved into that room, he'd already started being negative - blaming the cats. He says that he started not feeling at home the night he returned from Germany, two months after we moved in, and found the door locked (I always throw the catch before going to bed, and did it automatically, but he felt I'd deliberately shut him out). One of his friends, who managed to get him to talk to her recently, suggested that he start trying to mend bridges by writing an apology to DD - but he won't. Seems he won't do ANYTHING to make things better, but still says that DD's place is with me - so how the hell can we resolve this? Oh, and he still insists that he wants to commit slow suicide by drinking. He must really hate his life.
Had a long talk with my sister last night, and came to the sad conclusion that I have to be really tough with him, ask him exactly what he wants and tell him that what I want is to have DD home with me until she finishes school, that he will therefore have to find somewhere else to live in the short term, till she goes to college, and that to be brutally frank, if he wants to be with me in the future, he will HAVE to seek professional help - otherwise, once DD has gone, he will find some other thing to blame - like the cats again. I just don't understand why he prefers to go through all this pain, and put me and DD through it as well, when the help is out there! In fact, on Friday night I told him that, much as I loved him, I really, really hate what he's done and is doing to us.
I'm beginning to face the fact that, if he won't get help, I will have to face my life without him - and oh, it breaks my heart. It's such a waste of what we had.
Sorry to be so dismal girls. So hey, let's arrange that meet up. I need some positivity to help me look forward to Christmas. Come on - dates?