Saturday, 13 September 2025

Take a deep breath.

Steve got up this morning in full-on arsehole mode, slamming around in the kitchen, shouting at Beano. Gawd knows what upset him, probably got out of bed the wrong side!

I was planning on going to my daughter's for a few days but cancelled I need to have a blazing row with Steve and get him to behave like a normal person for a few hours and not like a stroppy toddler! 

I went to the summer house for a short time today, Steve followed me over. Within a few minutes Beano wanted to come home, I brought him home and almost immediately Steve returned home, he seems convinced that I'm up to no good. What exactly he thinks I'm doing, I've no idea. I assume he's worried because I'm not allowed to do anything, that I must be doing something.

We've had a strange time with the neighbours today, this morning one of them came round with a birthday card for me. I was out walking Beano and she spoke to Steve. He assured her that my b'day was in November but she argued with him for quite a while. Neither of them can ever admit they are wrong so they were there for quite some time. My b'day is in November but I doubt if my neighbour would have believed me.

Betty returned home today, she's been in hospital with a suspected stroke. I sent her a text to contact me if she needs anything, Otherwise I won't disturb her.

At 10 o'clock this evening another neighbour knocked on the door, she wanted to tell us that she'd left some stuff on Harry's door mat. I've no idea why she thought we needed to know, our front doors are opposite each other but things are often left by our front door. This neighbour had also knocked on Betty's door and disturbed her to check if she was home.

We've had a bit of rain, not much, just a smattering but it has meant that Steve has done no gardening at all today. He's stayed in and complained about the weather all day. Despite staying in he has done nothing to the floors, the bathroom floor is moving about and creaking. The living room floor has white gaps between the grey flooring where it's all moved around. Steve refused to buy and fit the required underlay as he decided it wasn't needed. I'm wondering how bad it's going to get and if it will need replacing soon.

All I can do is grit my teeth and keep buggering on.


7 comments:

Ellen D. said...

Hope you can head over to your daughter's and leave him home.

Yellow Shoes said...

It’s odd when someone thinks they’re right when they’re wrong but arguing over your birth date is really odd! x

Sooze said...

No wonder you want to get away again. I hope you can xx

Corinne said...

Hope you get some respite soon. What a shame about Betty. She's been such a good friend to you. Please send her our very best wishes for a good recovery.

Lyssa Medana said...

Sending hugs.

As for arguments, DH still is baffled by the argument between my uncle and brother about the chemical composition of a dehumidifier pack. The argument was prolonged and well fought but, as DH pointed out, they could have settled it by looking at the packaging. I tried to explain that it wasn't about the dehumidier but all about the argument, but until you've seen it, you can't believe it.

Take care

kate steeper said...

Hit the nail on the head with the thinking your up to something but they dont know what..lol That is so my other half

Siebrie said...

Did the neighbour mix up 9/11 and 11/9?

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