It was not a good day

My partner has what we suspect is food poisoning, off a takeaway we got. He ate alot more than me or Moneky and a week later is still suffering.

Normally he does the school run in the morning, but on Thursday he asked if I could do it.

Big girl pants on and I can do this, so an hour later than we should have left, I finally got out the flat and got monkey to school. He was not an impressed bunny. To be fair nor were his school.

By the time I got home I was so very very tired again. In the end I ended up crawling back to bed.

I know I did it and that is something to be proud of, but I can’t keep this motivation going. We have tomorrow left and then the weekend, were I don’t have to leave the flat.

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6 Responses to It was not a good day

  1. KShai1715 says:

    I hope he feels better soon. That really sucks.

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  2. I absolutely feel for your Partner. When that nausea hit last week omg I thought I was dying never mind having it a week later. I know you don’t want to hear it because you are crabby and tired and just over it all but I am really proud of you getting yourself out and getting Monkey to school. And despite his being put out by being late more importantly he is seeing you get up and doing. While I do not know how it feels to not want to leave and have anxiety about going out I equate it to when I was really depressed and did not want to do anything but sleep. I got up and did what I had to but I would have rather not. So in that regard I do understand your struggle. Hugs all enveloping to ease some of your worries. 🙂

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  3. Carol anne says:

    Awe, I am so sorry you were so tired, but congrats on doing it!

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