Today was hell. I got up to an empty house and I started to work early. I had a big meeting with major accountants trying to bring us back into the running on a bid proposal. I couldn’t get on my conference line and I went into a blind panic. I was so stressed I couldn’t speak when I got on the call. My sister and her husband I helpfully turned up in the middle of my rampage around the house trying to get on the conference line. It was horrible. My COO and head of learning were on the call and I was terrible for about 5 minutes. I started to breathe eventually but it was so hard. Anyway the outcome was good but a tough day of back to back meetings and stress.
Also my sister ended up picking my daughter up from school even though my daughter was supposed to be staying for clubs after school and my step father was picking her up. I was notified at 3.26 four minutes before my next call. I just caught my stepfather. I’ve written to the school limiting who picks my daughter up as my stalker ex (not the recent ex the European one I was seeing when he and I broke up let’s call him Stalker Ex for short) has stepped up his contact and I don’t want him abducting her – God forbid. In the midst of all this chaos the slide was delivered. Two lovely men came – we had a really lovely chat and a cup of tea and they ended up comically scaling my garage roof to put the slide on it. The slide is an ex council park one and is huge 🙂
it will sit on my bank of a garden once the worst of the overgrown bamboo is cleared – very exciting!!
9am this morning a call from my ex who has now blocked me off Facebook asking for my help to let the BT man into his new house to get it connected. The sad thing is if I hadn’t been so crazy busy I would have helped. I don’t know what that says about me really. I need to chose a path and stick to it rather than flitting between the two. I know he isn’t any good for me or my daughter because his poor behaviour in terms of how he treats me and others is mirroring in hers. She is so young and impressionable – I feel that I should shield her from it and give her better guidance. He doesn’t show her enough affection and he doesn’t tell her he loves her anymore than he tells me. He has managed to tell me first just once in 9 months. I know this isn’t right and I need to take a path away from him and stop worrying about making the right choice.
Dinner was a rebellious chicken curry with broccoli and sweet corn. I left my lovely cookbook behind with my friend on the weekend so can’t start it yet… symbolic of paralysis in general in my part
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