This week has been especially hard and frustrating at work. The past 3 nights I vowed to stop work on time but there is SO MUCH and there are deadlines. My boss is really frustrated for the same reasons so there is no point in bringing it up. I have a bunch of times. So has he, about himself.
But the thing I want the most is time alone after a day/week like this. Some solid, get-out-of-my-face, alone time. My husband knows this and sometimes he will give me space but lately he’s been lingering and It’s driving me nuts! He used to go to bed around 10 and I could have my alone time at night.
Lately he’s been falling asleep on the main couch while I’m relaxing and doing my thing, but I suddenly feel like he’s infringing on my precious space. And if I bring my stuff upstairs to relax on that couch, he will wake up for some odd reason 5 minutes after I’m all relaxed upstairs playing on my laptop with my nice heating pad and ice on my knees because they ache. Then I have to gather all my stuff again because NOW he is ready to really go to sleep and I need to shut the light off for him. It is freaking driving me nuts. I love him but get the f away from me right now!
Maybe It’s the COVID isolation and being with him in a small temporary housing situation. Maybe I’m just being overly sensitive. That is my life. Or maybe I’m just exhausted. But It’s 3:30am and I am still waiting for him to go upstairs. I’m gonna go upstairs now and flip on the tv to relax…but I swear if he comes up 5 minutes later after it took me 10 minutes to get set up and comfortable (I’m always forgetting things and end up going up and down the stairs 10 times;)), I’m going to LOSE IT.
Sorry for the vent. Just needed to get that out. Ahhh, feels a little better;)