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| January 10, 2005 || High strung | ||
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Somehow we've been having a lot of small almost-arguments this weekend, and probably before it as well. I don't know what it is. It just feels like even though there's no major problems, we're both in some high strung state of mind, always ready to get annoyed with the other one for the tinies of reasons. Now while I recognise this is just one of those things, it would have been nice to go on being that couple who never fight at all. Currently I'm not actually annoyed at Jim. I'm just kind of disappointed that he never got around doing any job searching this weekend, after having put it off all week with the excuse that he'll start this weekend. I'd decided not to nag about it, and here we are. We've pretty much decided we're moving to England whether we find work there or not, and at the moment it looks like Jim is more than willing for us to go and crash at his brother's with our lives in our boxes and backbags... I'm not very keen. That kind of thing was fine five years ago when I was single and thought there was excitement to be had in not knowing where your next meal came from. Now I'm slow and comfort-loving. Steps walked today: 5127 Interesting fact of the day: Currently reading: |
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