I ended up having a soak in the tub last night, before curling up in bed and watching a couple of episodes of Arrow. I took a sleeping pill so I was able to sleep kind of ok, although I feel fuzzy and weird this morning.
I’ve done an online grocery shop which will be delivered tomorrow. It felt weird not going around the store with J – a lot less fun doing it that way! Cheaper too.
I’m currently curled up in bed still, eating chocolate granola, listening to some music and writing out my to-do list for today. I want to spend some time playing around with different layouts for weekly and monthly spreads in my bullet journal.
I also want to add a links page here
I’m actually going to recommend this song. It’s called My Name Is Trouble by a band called Jess & The Bandits
Um. So a couple of you asked yesterday about what J’s family know about us. J’s family don’t know about me. He had a very strained relationship with them anyway – he’s the youngest and the black sheep in many ways. They disagreed with a lot of the choices he’s made – they’re very, proper, I guess. They flipped when he divorced his first wife. They never approved of S. His son from his first marriage is the only person who knows (that we know of)
S’s close family – her dad and brother – know. Her dad mostly just laughed and said one person would never be enough for S to worry about!
My parents only know about J – and were worried enough about the age difference. J is only one years younger than my mum! My older brother and younger sisters knows, I don’t know what my older sister knows.
We all decided between us so J’s family not knowing about me doesn’t bother me. It’s more that I want to be there for him. I love him and he’s hurting and I’m feeling helpless. I know there wasn’t anything I could really do even if I was there but even so!