I’m worn out, I went to the doctors yesterday because I’ve got an eye infection, cold, two cold sores and zero energy. They’ve said it’s all caused by exhaustion and being run down and have told me to rest. Told DP who pointed out how much busier he is than me. We do the same job, his commute is 30mins longer than mine each way. I get home before him and leave after though so obviously he must be more tired - I’m so much more than tired.
Last night his 11 year old wouldn’t stay in bed, it was ridiculous, at 1am she was in the spare room looking for a book, I told her to stay in bed and not get back up. 10 minutes later she was back up putting music on and this woke the dog up who was then barking. I woke DP up to deal with it because I had spent the last two hours being kept awake by his daughter. Within 10 minutes he was asleep again and I had to go in and confiscate her phone because she had loud videos on. He is such a heavy sleeper, he would deal with it if he was awake but he just doesn’t hear her.
This morning he was nagging me to get up so we could walk the dogs because we enjoy doing it together, his daughter was still in bed. Eventually I got up and grabbed a towel to get a shower as his daughter emerged. She grabbed the towel and said it’s hers, I’ve used it hundreds of times over the years and this has never been brought to my attention. I said well I used it yesterday so I will wash it after my shower so you can have it back, she yanked it and said you don’t have my permission to use it. I lost it and went in her bedroom and took everything back of mine, we’ve always got on well so I’ve always been happy for her to use my stuff.
She’s gone to DP and told him I’m in a mood with her over nothing. I’ve told him what happened and he’s said I’m being unnecessarily mean, we’re not currently talking and I’m being firm on keeping my stuff. She’s asked me 3 times to use my hairdryer because it’s better than hers and he’s come in and asked me, I’ve also told her to take my T-shirt off because I don’t want her borrowing it (she always wears my clothes to her Mums and forgets to bring them back).
Am I being harsh? I know it’s only a towel and the fact I’m worn out is probably clouding my judgment. My new plan is to spend the day in bed amongst the random floods of tears I keep finding myself in!