Things are looking up!

I just got a letter... The court case has been dropped!! Just like that. As ridiculously as this nightmare came into my life, it's gone again. What an absolutely ridiculous process. I feel like a weight has been lifted. I knew it was adding stress to my life but I didn't realise it was the main issue.

How amazing. Such relief!

I also got an unexpected pay rise at work and my mum baked me a chocolate cake. What an unexpected week of good news. 

And in 2 weeks Morgans days at nursery change, so I will work Tues to Thurs which I think will help massively with work motivation (I have no idea why, it just feels like it will be a better balance but we will see!) 

AND. A bottle of prosecco and a bottle of wine last night led to me n my husband having a bit of a heart to heart. I still don't think he fully understands where I'm coming from with the whole mental load thing and how much I actually do but he admitted he had been a bit shit and consumed too much by work. But that he was working on making up the anniversary thing to me so we will see. 

He also said that he felt like our relationship was the best it has been for a long time and that recently he had found himself feeling grateful for small things and looking at our house with pride when he pulls into the drive after work. He then asked if I ever appreciated the small things or took time to be grateful, which made me realise that I don't. Everything feels like it's been so full of shit recently that I think I have just been finding the negatives of everything and anything that happens I just expect to be shit. Probably a bit if overhang from all the disappointments during covid and then coming out of covid my life is totally different and I just dno how to enjoy life anymore (bit dramatic!). 







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