Spiralling

Today started off great, I wasn't working until late, so I got a kiss from my baby as he left for work and a lay in to boot; unfortunately from thereon in it kind of spiralled. It was the Christmas lights switch on at work today, so I appreciated it was going to be a busy and disruptive day and I wasn't mistaken............

I'm not a morning person even when I start work late it's still first thing in the morning for me and with starting late everyone is already in work and going about their business - there's no quiet time to be found for me. I find early starts better despite having to get up early because at least I have the first hour or so to myself, to slowly wake up on my own without any hinderance. So today with the Christmas lights event it was just ten times worse, as soon as I walked into work I was being asked to do this, that and the other; I was having to interact with people when it was the very last thing in the world that I wanted to do.

As a result I lived up to my reputation - I became seriously grouchy and I mean outrageously so; I guess I had a face like thunder because everyone asked if I was alright. I rarely gave a reply, I rarely spoke to anyone, I just wanted to be left alone, there was no chance. Someone told me I've been moody since I've been in love and another person took it as fact that I didn't get laid last night and that caused my dour mood. Neither assumption was correct, it just went to show how little people know me, how much they'll make up to compensate and why they piss me off in the first place - delving into my personal life like it's their given right. Suffice to say they didn't help, it made me worse, much worse.

At one point I referred to the day as the shittiest in the world ever and I truly believed it, so blinkered were my eyes and my mind. And people take it as such a shock to see me in a bad mood, admittedly it's a rarity but still I have my bad days just like everyone else; and taking into account all the crap I do have to put up with at work it's a miracle it is a rarity. It was just one of those days when I was hankering so much for my baby, he would have made everything seem alright, he would have helped to put everything into perspective and put a smile back on my face. He was thinking of coming down to the show tonight but he didn't bother - with no major acts to speak of performing he gave it a miss; and with me being busy throughout it just wouldn't have been the same.

He didn't miss much - it was stupidly busy but it passed without incident good and bad. As a result I got home late, tired and hungry to an empty house; again how I wished my baby was with me tonight. But we've spoken on the telephone and I'm feeling better now - he's the only person I can talk to when I'm feeling less than happy. I guess I love him, then again there's no guess work about it - I love him to bits xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox.

Anyway Christmas has come to Stockport - Merry Christmas!