The Angry Dieter

Living at my sister’s for two weeks was good. I got drunk one night, and had a 2 day hangover. That was bad - 2 whole days on one bottle of red wine. Great wine though, but I would say I am getting old. I was cold, her house may as well not had walls it was so cold, and then when i was sleeping in her bed, the three dooners she had on the bed basically meant that I was forced to lie still like i was trapped under their weight.

I am so tired this week, stress from work has been mounting, and I applied for another job, within the same company, just doing a different role. Would be good if I get it, because it would be out of the firing line in some aspects. I applied for it because MM thought it would be a good opportunity for me.  So did my parents and friends, but I really wanted to just ditch my job and move over to be with MM.

I got an email from an immigration person who said that MM and I don’t qualify as defacto because we haven’t lived together, we’d have to get married. I told him that last night.  Then of course, him saying I should apply for the job, means I would have to be here another 6 months at least. It’s an emotional issue, and we got a little snappy at eachother, because I really don’t want to do the long distance thing forever. I broke down and cried for a bit, I think in my head I had committed myself to leaving, and was getting ready for it, and now I feel like the rug has been pulled out from underneath me.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I just want him to make up his mind about what he wants. He kept changing the subject to something less serious, but this is very serious. I know however, it’s probably not the best time for us to talk about it because I am so stressed, and probably a little too emotional. He’s probably stressed about it as well.. but it did remind me of X and he’s nothing like X, so it’s an unfair, irrational comparison.

August 25th, 2007 | Category: Thoughts, Travels | Subscribe to comments | Leave a comment | Trackback URL