plodding on

Thank God we’ve reached the weekend.

Wow, that said I feel like I could just walk away from my computer and that would be enough words.

This week has been so tough. I’m struggling with Bob being incommunicado. I’m struggling with a three hour round trip to to work, and the weekly trip back to London. I’m even struggling with Woolly KAL, which is the November Project.

And I’m not telling anybody I’m struggling. Because some twit will take it upon themselves to give me a pep talk, and tell me how all this is normal, and if I truck on it will all be okay. And the thing that will annoy me most about being on the receiving end of that lecture, is that I know all that already. The thing that will make me want to scream at that person to fuck off, is that I am already plodding through this with my usual boar minded determination. If that beacon at the end of the tunnel wasn’t already there for me, I wouldn’t bloody well be here.

I just want to say out loud “This has been hard.”