You might have read in my blog post earlier on that I doubted Steve would reject his ice creams and that he'd make me feel guilty if he really did reject them.
I was wrong about that and I'm sorry.
He really did reject his ice creams and he even phoned up about when I'd get the refund for me too as well as not laying on the guilt trip about it... yet.
He's promised multiple times today that we'll definitely be having the vegan spag bol tomorrow, as my birthday gift, but I won't believe it until it's on the table in front of me and I've taken a photo to prove it. Assuming we really do have it for my birthday lunch then I won't feel so resentful about getting him a Chinese take-away/delivery for his birthday. He's still not getting a gift out of me but I'll try and find the cash for his Chinese if I can scrape enough together for it.
Gotta remember to take the twice-a-week pill tomorrow, as well as my other seven pills.
I'm gonna have an early night tonight after the last couple of nights of less sleep than my body needs... I'll take my last couple of pills at 7pm 🕖 then hopefully be asleep before half past 🕢 in the hope that I don't wake up before 5.30am 🕠tomorrow.
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