Just one of those days

Today is one of those days where things just seem to go wrong...nothing major ...just a real grrrrrrrr day....

• I slipped in the shower after i have stubbed my toe and banged my hip...ouch...nothing injured...but ouch

• an unexplainable flat battery on my car.......jump leads in a tangle and in my rush, I made them worse....more haste, less speed

• I left my lunch behind and ended up having a bottle of half hot water........yuk

• Tried an international phone call to sort out some bureaucracy  and got put through to the wrong department three times, and the wrong extension twice and was then told I couldn't do what I wanted to anyway.

• I have visa (as in you can come into our country...not credit card Visa) issues and am stuck in the country when hoping to go away for the weekend....

• grumpy grumpy afternoon,,...trying to cheer myself up...............unsuccessfully

• flat tyre...two care related things in one day...........whats the odds?

• Bank ate my card after putting in the number wrong three times. 

I was a little fearful to turn on my laptop in case I fried its hard drive, or dropped it , or spill anything on it...but so far so good. I think I might go to bed for an hour and then get out the other side and see if that improves things.......just one of those days.........
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Have had a good stomp around my house, banged a few door and slammed a few things...feeling much better.

Good job he is busy today and I might not get to talk with him today...I am sure I would say something in appropriate!

Today I saw a motorbike...well more a  moving sewing machine with seven people on it! ....just an aside...it made me smile

Biting my tongue at unreasonable expectations

Sometimes being apart makes life very difficult, and for some reason either he fails to, or chooses not to understand that I cannot be online all the time, and that my computer/phone doesn't do a song and dance every time he logs on, especially when he is online and not visible.

However I think my extra sensory powers of prediction are meant to be able to predict it...........and they don't.

I want to tell him he is being unreasonable, that I cant always be there for him to talk to when he wants. But he knows this anyway.

I want to tell him he is being VERY unreasonable.......but I cant.

I have and he says, yes that its true, but he still sends me messages about not being online.

I want to SCREAM....................... but I wont.

I will bite my tongue.
I will sulk.
I will fume inside.
I will have to tell him in the end.............something he already knows.

I know he is just making a point.
That I am unavailable because he has allowed me to be unavailable.

I still want to scream and stamp my feet at the unfairness  of his comments.