6-month Wedding Anniversary Blues!
Well, I've had better 6-month wedding anniversaries! Aw, you know what I mean. Today was almost a disaster and I'm still regrouping. (Todd's at work.)
We got up a bit earlier than usual but Todd was being a grumpy little shit because - well, I thought it was because he hadn't had his coffee or ciggies yet, and that was part of it, but it turns out he's not happy. The pressures on us here are ginormous, and lately we've been forgetting to take time out to have JUST PURE FUN. For starters - to redress the situation - we're gonna drop in on my old mate Ingo Pingo this Sunday 'cos she's good value she is and we love spending time with her and her kids.
Todd's mood was iffy all day - ultra-negative about the kind of things he can usually brush aside - although I could tell he was trying. We did go to Chats-bloody-wood (we both hate it there) to look for shoes but they didn't have my size in either of two pairs I liked, only huge sizes. They were both Onitsuka Tigers, my old love, and we didn't have time to scurry down to their other store either so we left it. I decided I should really keep looking anyway. I need something non-sports-looking. I need boots. But then, I do actually need a *proper* sporting shoe as well. I need walking/running shoes. Haven't owned any since don't ask me when, and I need some now. Don't just want. So I'll get them soon, and then down the line I'll get some boots. Right on summer, probly. I'm just sick to death of Connies which is what I live in. I rotate three different pairs. So snoring!
We didn't have a special lunch like we'd vaguely planned. We got Hokka Hokka (teriyaki chicken + rice + gyoza) in the food hall instead. Bleugh. I couldn't finish mine, tasty though it be'd.
Then we went to Angus & Robertson to look for a Learn to Crochet book. They'd sold their *one*. The sales girl was irritating, inflecting and posing and being fake charming and shit (I'm sure she was just bored), so I was happy to leave and find Dymocks instead. Dymocks had about six to choose from, and two to seriously tear my brain over. Todd said Get both, I said No way, so I came away with some crochet BIBLE (self-proclaimed) by Betty Barnden which looked the most thorough and newbie-friendly. Then I bought a crochet hook at Hot Dollar! I'll get some wool soon. Have a few scraps to practise on in my sewing basket.
Oh yeah, before all this - this is scintillating reading, I know, keep reading - I bought a MAC eyeliner in the most beautiful shade of brown. Go to a MAC counter and look at their Costa Riche pencil, brown kohl with a red tint in it. Marvy and pigment rich! (The one in the pic isn't Costa Riche.) Got their sharpener too after talking sharpening disasters. How I lose fully two in three pencils to the sharpener. Well, I deleted some of this. I know you're grateful, it's OK.
And still... I haven't got to the really bad part of the day. Let me just say it involved Mum and boundaries. I'm so over it! I got so upset it kind of frightened me and I don't know where it came from. I thought being over it meant I no longer cared but, in fact, I still feel so hurt by her. I couldn't even begin to tell you the details so I won't bore you with them; I'll just leave it there.
So, anyway, Happy 6th-month Anniversary to us. BLEUGH. Tomorrow's a new day!
We got up a bit earlier than usual but Todd was being a grumpy little shit because - well, I thought it was because he hadn't had his coffee or ciggies yet, and that was part of it, but it turns out he's not happy. The pressures on us here are ginormous, and lately we've been forgetting to take time out to have JUST PURE FUN. For starters - to redress the situation - we're gonna drop in on my old mate Ingo Pingo this Sunday 'cos she's good value she is and we love spending time with her and her kids.
Todd's mood was iffy all day - ultra-negative about the kind of things he can usually brush aside - although I could tell he was trying. We did go to Chats-bloody-wood (we both hate it there) to look for shoes but they didn't have my size in either of two pairs I liked, only huge sizes. They were both Onitsuka Tigers, my old love, and we didn't have time to scurry down to their other store either so we left it. I decided I should really keep looking anyway. I need something non-sports-looking. I need boots. But then, I do actually need a *proper* sporting shoe as well. I need walking/running shoes. Haven't owned any since don't ask me when, and I need some now. Don't just want. So I'll get them soon, and then down the line I'll get some boots. Right on summer, probly. I'm just sick to death of Connies which is what I live in. I rotate three different pairs. So snoring!
We didn't have a special lunch like we'd vaguely planned. We got Hokka Hokka (teriyaki chicken + rice + gyoza) in the food hall instead. Bleugh. I couldn't finish mine, tasty though it be'd.
Then we went to Angus & Robertson to look for a Learn to Crochet book. They'd sold their *one*. The sales girl was irritating, inflecting and posing and being fake charming and shit (I'm sure she was just bored), so I was happy to leave and find Dymocks instead. Dymocks had about six to choose from, and two to seriously tear my brain over. Todd said Get both, I said No way, so I came away with some crochet BIBLE (self-proclaimed) by Betty Barnden which looked the most thorough and newbie-friendly. Then I bought a crochet hook at Hot Dollar! I'll get some wool soon. Have a few scraps to practise on in my sewing basket.
Oh yeah, before all this - this is scintillating reading, I know, keep reading - I bought a MAC eyeliner in the most beautiful shade of brown. Go to a MAC counter and look at their Costa Riche pencil, brown kohl with a red tint in it. Marvy and pigment rich! (The one in the pic isn't Costa Riche.) Got their sharpener too after talking sharpening disasters. How I lose fully two in three pencils to the sharpener. Well, I deleted some of this. I know you're grateful, it's OK.
And still... I haven't got to the really bad part of the day. Let me just say it involved Mum and boundaries. I'm so over it! I got so upset it kind of frightened me and I don't know where it came from. I thought being over it meant I no longer cared but, in fact, I still feel so hurt by her. I couldn't even begin to tell you the details so I won't bore you with them; I'll just leave it there.
So, anyway, Happy 6th-month Anniversary to us. BLEUGH. Tomorrow's a new day!