I drove another wedge into my relationship with Philippa last night. My business class was cancelled due to the tutor being ill with flu, so I took advantage of the situation by drinking lots of wine and drunkenly blogging about childrens names. What I should have done, according to my beloved, is take advantage of the situation by tidying the house a bit and then picking her up from her sports club. She did not, it turns out, expect to come home at 10pm to find me dribbling pissed in the kitchen with sunglasses on, playing air guitar to The Proclaimers.
Heated words were exchanged. Philippa made some good points; I made some ill-advised remarks that made sense to me at the time, and so I spent all night on the sofa, and all day today trying to get the house spotless by way of an apology….
RC 20-3-13
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