CaptFinnBad
Senior Don Juan
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So last month or so has been physically and emotionally draining. A death of a close family member, having to do a whole house clearance in a couple weeks.
Also structural issues with my own property, alongside running a business and Christmas.
My girlfriend has been a superstar throughout.
Chaos is coming to an end. It's not been overwhelming but rather left me exausted.
As one final F You my body decides to catch a viral chest infection, than add a splash of bacterial tonsillitis and a dash sores around my face, mouth and tongue.
Been to see the doctor they give me lots of medicine and prescribed rest. She said it looks like it all came about from exhaustion.
My girlfriend has been staying with me the whole time. I don't underestimate the load she's been under. This woman has been an angel this last month.
That said she's been less than ideal this past week. Was bitchy at me because I initially passed out for 36 hours straight at the start of the infection.
Annoyed at me for not being able to maintain a conversations.
Numerous times I told her she should go home and look after her self. She started to get annoying right from the get go of me being sick.
Littraly just want peace to heal, good company would also be nice.
She didn't leave. Instead wanted to talk about unnecessary removing and replacing a functional cooker, replacing door hinges, wanting to organise bags of stuff? (Brought a dusty back to me, dust made me cough and spew, bitchy eye roll and march back to the girl "work camp".) And buying fitting shelving units.
Instead of just doing nothing. Watching TV, or doing whatever, (multiple times I told her to go out and do fun stuff) , her brain couldn't rest and she wanted to invent work to do.
Being on deaths door I kept being "rude" and kept shutting her down her attempt to "communicate".
So being pecked all week has been wearing on me. I bit today.
i had to go out, I urgently needed to send a package. 5 min in the car and back home.
So she starts thinking of what she can add to my journey. Can I deliver this box of glassware to a relative.
That's totally reasonable. Doesn't add much time to the journey. There are four boxes to choose from in the room this stuff is being temporary stored
I ask which one.. this is an opertunity to start ww3. Refuses to point out which box or describe the item I'm to take with me.
I try attempt one more time to discover which box I'm to take.. nope, won't tell me or point to the box I'm to take . Clearly not about the box.
Green light to enter ***** mode though!
Does on a rant about how I'm well enough to post something but not something she's suggested.
She gets a bit shouty. I think **** this, tell her to **** off. I just leave, Go post my package, go back to bed.
I come back down a few hours later. She leaves the room, see her a few hours later, "she's going home".
Could have done with that a few days a go!!!!
She's not a ****. She's exausted and overwhelmed.
Been a trooper through 99% of this.
I think me getting ill was the final straw that broke her brain. It's funny because she clearly resented me for being ill.
I understand the situation. It's pretty hilarious. I forgive the little gremlin.
But glad to have me peace and quite for the next few days!
Also structural issues with my own property, alongside running a business and Christmas.
My girlfriend has been a superstar throughout.
Chaos is coming to an end. It's not been overwhelming but rather left me exausted.
As one final F You my body decides to catch a viral chest infection, than add a splash of bacterial tonsillitis and a dash sores around my face, mouth and tongue.
Been to see the doctor they give me lots of medicine and prescribed rest. She said it looks like it all came about from exhaustion.
My girlfriend has been staying with me the whole time. I don't underestimate the load she's been under. This woman has been an angel this last month.
That said she's been less than ideal this past week. Was bitchy at me because I initially passed out for 36 hours straight at the start of the infection.
Annoyed at me for not being able to maintain a conversations.
Numerous times I told her she should go home and look after her self. She started to get annoying right from the get go of me being sick.
Littraly just want peace to heal, good company would also be nice.
She didn't leave. Instead wanted to talk about unnecessary removing and replacing a functional cooker, replacing door hinges, wanting to organise bags of stuff? (Brought a dusty back to me, dust made me cough and spew, bitchy eye roll and march back to the girl "work camp".) And buying fitting shelving units.
Instead of just doing nothing. Watching TV, or doing whatever, (multiple times I told her to go out and do fun stuff) , her brain couldn't rest and she wanted to invent work to do.
Being on deaths door I kept being "rude" and kept shutting her down her attempt to "communicate".
So being pecked all week has been wearing on me. I bit today.
i had to go out, I urgently needed to send a package. 5 min in the car and back home.
So she starts thinking of what she can add to my journey. Can I deliver this box of glassware to a relative.
That's totally reasonable. Doesn't add much time to the journey. There are four boxes to choose from in the room this stuff is being temporary stored
I ask which one.. this is an opertunity to start ww3. Refuses to point out which box or describe the item I'm to take with me.
I try attempt one more time to discover which box I'm to take.. nope, won't tell me or point to the box I'm to take . Clearly not about the box.
Green light to enter ***** mode though!
Does on a rant about how I'm well enough to post something but not something she's suggested.
She gets a bit shouty. I think **** this, tell her to **** off. I just leave, Go post my package, go back to bed.
I come back down a few hours later. She leaves the room, see her a few hours later, "she's going home".
Could have done with that a few days a go!!!!
She's not a ****. She's exausted and overwhelmed.
Been a trooper through 99% of this.
I think me getting ill was the final straw that broke her brain. It's funny because she clearly resented me for being ill.
I understand the situation. It's pretty hilarious. I forgive the little gremlin.
But glad to have me peace and quite for the next few days!
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