Had a terrible fight with Phil last night. I can’t write about it; a great many very hurtful things were said on both sides. It doesn’t look as though we’ll be able to complete buying the house, I am miserable at work, while Phil is very happy with his job and friends. It’s a sad and pathetic end to all of our dreams and plans.
Well, hell. At least I got him to talk to me, rather than having him locked into the Playstation or computer. Any attention being better than no attention, and so on…
Well, I suppose I had better drag myself out of this chair and get ready for work – not that anyone would notice if I didn’t show up. My eyes are almost swollen shut.