My partner losing his job was bad timing for many reasons, the main one being there is never a good time to lose his job.
Its a bad time of the month for us moneywise, we usually have some money coming in but not for these two weeks. We can survive, so I am not too worried, but its there.
The other reason is last week I plunged into a depressive state, I know I needed to work through it, my partner will just let me crack on, if I am really bad he will build me a fort, wrap me up in a blanket and hug me when required.
This is a lot more difficult when its half term and we have Monkey. Guess what time it is? Yep half term.
I really struggled on Saturday with a brave face, so on Sunday, I spent it in bed while my partner played with Monkey, I needed it, Monday I woke up in a much better frame of mind.
Well sort of, I am doing a lego set at moment and was up all night on Sunday with it, I believe the strop happened at around 4.30am when I realised I still hadn’t finished it and I had done something wrong with it.
That is also when I called it a day and went to bed, in a bad mood. I was in a lovely mood when I woke up, till I walked into the lounge and saw all the bits still there.
What also helped alot this weekend, was my friends, they all let me rant, talk bollocks or just be there for me. That really helped to pull me up,