I had the day off work today and first thing this morning he texts me.
Of course he does. On my day off. When I want to have a nice day I instead spend the day over thinking.
He text to say he was returning the solicitors paperwork in the next few days, so I should be pleased. I just hate any contact from him.
I managed to have an ok day in the end. Took woofer to the vets, waited 45 minutes for my appointment, but came away with some medicine and a nig bill so hopefully I'll see an improvement and it will be one less thing to stress about.
Saturday tomorrow, seeing my parents as it's stepdads birthday. Hes depressed as hes getting old. Join the club!
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