10th July 2024
We had another bad night. I find it hard to understand any logic when it’s difficult to go back to sleep after having only two hours of slumber.
Kelli gets uptight and angry at not being able to resettle. To me it’s counterproductive when she should be doing the opposite.
So after two more hours of non sleep she got up and started pacing the rooms getting herself more worked up, she went outside and drove off in the truck, as she has done many times.
I try to suggest things she could do to help calm herself down, but she doesn’t want to hear them, so I shut up.
Once she returned, I moved out into the living room to the old trusty couch, hoping that the peace would allow her a few hours of rest.
I was rudely awaken at eight in the morning by the city boys trimming the trees away from the power cables.
She may have dozed for a time, but still emerged with a face like thunder.
This set the tone for the day, which of course was shopping day.
That was a treat, she refused to go to the checkout because the cashier was someone she had the confrontation with a few weeks ago, leaving me to do the deed, not very embarrassing then?
Aldi faired a little better, the expression of thunder has eased to just chewing wasps, a hopeful sign.
Once back in the house, I got on with some work in the garage, I needed to get my mind of the grimness of the day.
I know it’s not about me, she is fighting a demon that I can’t intercept, and it’s frustrating, this that’s been going on for the past three years, and every time I see a little light at the end of the tunnel, a bloody train blocks it.
Another Lifetime to go 