Well Mr Fate was nice enough to give us the 4th of June, but we should have known that he had something up his sleeve for the 5th, the crafty git.
No frustration, a little disappointment, a lot of sadness.
I'm glad it's over, it's been a particularly lousy one. A bloody hell. Literally.
So let me introduce you all to cycle 15, not the prettiest, but has a lovely personality.
Yet another of the 'No one told me that' moments is how it affects you as a couple.
People talk about how it brings you closer, and it does.
What they don't mention how hurtful you can be in the heat of the moment.
Spiteful, hurtful words, said, and taken, out of context.
People say I have a way with words, can you imagine the result when those words are fueled by anger, frustration, disappointment and sadness?
I can be be a hurtful bastard.
When I say things like "You either want it or you don't", the pillock that I am, I really wonder about how suitable I am for all this.
When I finally prized the baseball bat out of ET's fingers I started to think. Like, proper grown up thinking that adults do.
The thing is, I can't do this on my own in the way I want, and ET can't do this on her own in the way she wants.
We need to be on the same page, we need to know where we both stand, we need to know what we both think, we need to talk and listen and talk and listen and talk and listen some more, until our teeth fall out and our ears bleed.
Like a three legged race sometimes one person is a little behind and lacking in energy, or a little ahead determined to get on, but you both are both tied together and simply have to work together.
Ooooh, I've come over all 'Dr. Phil', (not 'come all over', you filthy minded beast)