As I hit “Publish” last night, it started snowing again and The Husband was ecstatic. When it comes to snow, he’s like a big kid and it lightens my mood instantaneously, even if I pretend to be all grouchy and snow hating. He calls me a “Snow Bitch”.
Today I went back to bed when The Husband went to work. It was cold outside and even though I knew I had work to do around the house, a few more hours under the covers just felt like the right thing to do. If anyone asks, I’m blaming the dog. He knows where to hang out where it’s always warm and cozy.
The prospectus came from Open University last night. I only have a few more days to apply for my Openings course and I’m nervous that I’m not going to be able to hold up my end of the bargain when it comes to paying for it.
We had a deal, The Husband and I – he would pay, I would help more around the house. Apparently I’m doing a so-so job with it at present. I’ve never been one for housework, hence why we have a cleaner come weekly and I have no idea how to go about keeping up my part in the bargain.
I guess I just have to keep trying. I wonder what my therapist will think about swapping household chores for one payment of £290?