'Do you even know what that [PMS] means?'
Jonah pushed his glasses up. 'I'm not a little kid anymore. It means pissed-at-men syndrome.'
From The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks
This quote made me laugh today as I'm feeling a little frustrated with Spud. A strong part of me doesn't want to write this as I don't want anyone to assume we are having any major 'issues' (we're not). I'm just feeling fed up because he spent all day with our car. I mean, how long does it take to wash a car? Okay, given, washing was just part of the procedure, but do you want to know how long the whole thing took? Six hours! And then he went off to the supermarket. So the bitch in me is feeling pretty jealous. And maybe I'm being completely unreasonable, as I know I could have joined him outside or even accompanied him to the supermarket. Instead I stayed indoors and read, which was fine. I would've read outside but there is nowhere to sit.
I think perhaps the tension stems from the fact that I am camped out in his room and living in a suitcase. There is no room for me, let alone my belongings, in his room because it's such a tip. I miss having my own room, my own space, My girl friends are three hundred miles away so I can't go and have a coffee with them and vent my emotions to them. And I don't have any phone signal. Everything is so different here!
All I can say is thank goodness I'm moving to my own place soon! Don't get me wrong, things are great. I'm just fed up with my current situation, and sometimes some small thing Spud does is the last straw and I feel like taking things out on him. Does that make sense? I'm also approaching that time of the month, if you get my drift...
Thanks for listening. Hopefully tomorrow I'll be back to my old upbeat self.