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lolabobsI'm overtired and therefore overly emotional.
Busy days ahead, and three, maybe four meals out this week One of which is my 'birthday' meal - a week early in the hopes of people actually being free to come along. Christmas Eve birthdays are rubbish. Would be parents, don't have sex on 20th March.
One person less than planned coming out on my meal, text yesterday to say she doesn't want to go to the restaurant we've chosen, so won't be coming. Put like that it sounds so reasonable, but there's such a history attached that it's just left me feeling so cross and dismissed. Pretty much camel/last straw scenario y'know. Ah well, she can be odd and rude and so we'll get by without her.
But I'm sleepless and tetchy and am torn between counting the days off 'til Christmas and the break that comes with it, or to dread the rush rush rushing of the passing days without the completion of associated tasks.
And Anita has started her chemo and has cut her hair into a bob in anticipation and it looks great, but is suprisingly triggery for me and the picture I've just seen has left me tearful, and well fearful I guess. This has been a shitty year for so many people. Next year *has* to be better, surely? I need to feel that and not just hope it.
I think I should go to bed.
Busy days ahead, and three, maybe four meals out this week One of which is my 'birthday' meal - a week early in the hopes of people actually being free to come along. Christmas Eve birthdays are rubbish. Would be parents, don't have sex on 20th March.
One person less than planned coming out on my meal, text yesterday to say she doesn't want to go to the restaurant we've chosen, so won't be coming. Put like that it sounds so reasonable, but there's such a history attached that it's just left me feeling so cross and dismissed. Pretty much camel/last straw scenario y'know. Ah well, she can be odd and rude and so we'll get by without her.
But I'm sleepless and tetchy and am torn between counting the days off 'til Christmas and the break that comes with it, or to dread the rush rush rushing of the passing days without the completion of associated tasks.
And Anita has started her chemo and has cut her hair into a bob in anticipation and it looks great, but is suprisingly triggery for me and the picture I've just seen has left me tearful, and well fearful I guess. This has been a shitty year for so many people. Next year *has* to be better, surely? I need to feel that and not just hope it.
I think I should go to bed.
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