hello. apologise in advance for this. woke up feeling like roadkill, forgot to take gaba and trams last night. filled with uncontrollable rage and tears, these hands are not wanting to type......this is the pits, got up let dog out, have to take her up the garden on a lead cos she chases cats, daughters dog but now she does not want dog back so i have to re home,,,,afraid i shouted at dog poor thing, not her fault, made prridge and tea, took some up to hub in bed, he does not have clients
till 2 so i suppose he wont get up till later, if i say i want a bath then he will say oh i wanted one first cos I have to go to work. got to iron daughters stuff for work, got to tidy up, got to go to bank and put a tenner through for other broke daughter, got to arrange for grandson to come over tomorrow, got to tidy up, got a pile of ironing staring at me, taking three lots of antibiotics for gut bug, look like a freal, feel like a freak
want hub to clean drain out, been asking for last three weekends, also lock on bathroom door needs oiling it is ripping my sking on my hands to bits it is sharp, my hip is killing me, i just want to crawl under the table and so no one can see me, let them get on with it, think maybe i should go back to counsellor, strange that, my husband is a counselellr but he not allowed to counsel me, tells me about his method and that, this discovery or that, this training or another
i cant function today. feel lke a freak cant have sex, have not washed for days, have not been out of house for day BUT i hear you say, you blogged a good one the other day, you are always positive, NOT ALWAYS usually hide it away under a mountain of codiene and bravado
jiggling legs, slack jaw, fuzzy brain, this is one of the worst mornings for ages.........sorry for th rant