And we’re back. We’ll I’m back. By the looks of my stats some of you have been checking up on me, seeing if I’ve posted anything. It’s actually really sweet. Kinda like having your parents leave the lights on when you’re coming home late.
I didn’t intend to be away for so long. In fact, once my book was released I had planned on going full steam ahead. I was working getting the print copy ready and then I was heading back to work which was exhausting in it self. I did write up an action plan for the next book but every time that I tried to write something it just came out wrong. After a few weeks of this back and forth and getting nowhere my body decided that I obviously wasn’t capable of taking care of myself and started forcing me into some much needed self care.
This self care came in the form of sitting on the couch and eating more food than I strictly needed to and re-watching The Golden Girls and Buffy. However my blog and my next book have been in the back of my mind and I’ve recently found some new inspiration and I’m very excited to be getting back into the things I love doing.
No for a book update just in case anyone was wondering. I got the proof copy of my book about a month ago and after reading through it – and finding a ridiculous amount of mistakes considering the amount of times mum and I read and reread it – everything has been fixed. I think. The cover resolution issues have been sorted out and I’ll be ordering the new proof soon, which means that we’re about three steps closer to the print book being released.
Now for some personal updates.
Matt and I celebrated our four year anniversary last night. Our anniversary was actually on Tuesday but I was working that night so we decided that last night was better. We had a lovely steak dinner and I made chocolate self-saucing pudding for dessert.
I asked Matt what he was thankful for in our last year together (I am aware it’s not Thanksgiving but I gotta take what I can get). His answers were as follows;
- Me
- That he was still alive despite his own cooking and his mouth.
- His new car despite why he had to get it
For starters, I’d hope so or our upcoming wedding would be a bit awkward. Secondly. He’s not wrong. If he’d been left to his own devices in the year since we moved into our house, he would have been surviving on take out, two minute noodles, toasted sandwiches and pasta. Not even a nice pasta dinner with some saucy sauce. I’m talking plain pasta with olives. He might throw some jar sauce on there if he remembered to pick some up from the shops.
As for his mouth…yeah. It’s definitely gotten him into trouble in the last year. A lot. I’m actually a little surprised that I haven’t killed him yet either. He’s said some really dumb shit. One of my all time favourite arguments was when we were setting up the entertainment unit. He had asked me a day or so earlier if he could possibly get a new car. Not wanting to immediately shut him down like he was used to when he lived at home I told him that I would think about it.
And I did.
The answer was a hard no. We’d just moved in and had a wedding to pay for in less that a year. Not to mention that he had also promised that the car he had at that time was going to be his last car for a good long while. Like at least five years. He hadn’t even reached the three year mark. He’d also promised that we would replace my 2008 Getz before he got his 2014 Ford Falcon replaced.
So there were a lot of promises that were being broken in that request but I chose to just tell him that now wasn’t the time for either of us to be getting a new car and we would re-address the issue after the wedding. Not to mention the fact this it wasn’t even the first time in a six month period that he had raised the issue of wanting a new car. He’d brought it up a few months prior and when I told him he got all mad because I “got his hopes up and then just changed my mind”.
It was suggested to me that I show him the message exchange we had where he realised that he had been an asshole (we weren’t yet living together but were a few months away from moving in), but he had already acknowledged the level one common sense that I used that first time and now I knew I needed some level two logic.
Turns out that when I finally told him the answer the car he wanted had already been sold and he was no longer looking at getting a new one. This happened a whole day before I told him no. And he hadn’t told me. So I was a little stressed out from trying to figure out how to let him down easy and then find out I didn’t even need to be stressing.
And you wanna know his response? I’ll tell you anyway. He says to me that he wanted to see what I would say. The fucker was testing me. I was not happy. If I hadn’t been working overnight fill that night he would’ve been spending the night on the couch. He didn’t understand why I was so angry with him. Especially when he told me that he had gone and test driven the car without telling me. It was on that night that he learnt what ‘lying by omission’ meant.
In case you hadn’t realised by this point. I don’t like it when Matt tries to test me in such ways. Especially when he’s comparing me to his mum. There’s no Oedipus complex here, though I have made a fair few jokes about it.
Now before anyone gets upset that I’m bagging Matt out about his dumb mistakes in a post about how we’ve survived four years together…he likes it. He actually asked me when I was going to start blogging again because most of my posts were about the dumb shit that he does and he gets amused by it.
He’s an odd duck but so easy to please.
So there we have it, as long as Matt continues to say and do dumb things and I continue to write about them, there will always be an endless stream of blogging entertainment.
As a side note to this, when I asked him what he wanted to do for our anniversary he said, “I don’t think it’s really important, not like it’s our wedding anniversary.” Honestly I’m not sure if this kid actually plans to make to our wedding because his whole dismissal of our time together got him the cold shoulder for the rest of the evening.
If anniversaries are important to one person, they’re important to the other person. It’s an acknowledgement of the time together and all the things you’ve been through. Since our last anniversary we got engaged, welcomed two adorable fur babies, fought, made up and fought again. He learned to do cooked breakfast, make omelettes and poached eggs. We’ve planned a whole wedding and even though it’s postponed we still did it. We’ve laughed and we’ve cried and we’ve ignored each other when we’re angry. We’ve been through a lot not just in the last year but the last four years and all I wanted to do was have a nice dinner and dessert goddammit.
Sure as shit once he reads this he’s going to demand some kind of anniversary dinner for when he got his new car or something. I guess I can make him a car cake or something.
P.S. I am also very grateful for him even when he’s an absolute shit. I’m also grateful for the cats and how they love us endlessly.
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