"It's always useful to know where a friend-and-relation is, whether you want him or whether you don't." - Winnie the Pooh
I need something only I'm not sure what it is - my husband would probably say I need a personality transplant today because I think I've been a bitch - Oops!
I didn't realise I was jibing people or nagging or simply down right snapping at them but I have it on good authority that I have been - again, Oops!
I mean I knew I felt agitated today but obviously didn't realise how much. In the end, despite us supposed to be working on the land, my husband downed tools (or shut the digger off anyway (flipping eck I musy have been preety bad to be heard over a digger)) and said he was taking me to town to get me away from the house. Well if that's my punishment for being agitated guess who may just have to be more agitated in the future ;)
I must admit I spend all my time at home. I choose not to make friends here as I can't be arsed with the type of friend I seem to be drawn to (whiny, needy, two faced - you get the picture) so my best friend is one I've known for years but lives 500 miles away. I don't socialise as such because I don't understand the way some Scots speak here and I feel rude keep saying "pardon" or "can you slow down, I can't understand you". It's not the locals fault, heck it's not anyones fault I just struggle to understand the accent.
On the upside I have 4 acres of land to potter about on, I love gardening, I love photography and I have access to pretty much all the tools I need to satisfy my 'building' projects - I'm happy!
However I made a comment this week that had even myself questioning my sanity and "happiness". I informed my husband that I wanted to buy a radio. I don't want a cd player or anything fancy, just a radio player that I can play when I'm in the greenhouse or polytunnel. Nothing wrong with that you might think, except my reason for wanting a radio was so that I could hear people talking and not feel so lonely. Where the bloody hell did that come from!!!!
Hmmmmm, think I may be lonlier than I thought. Problem is though that I really do not want to socialise - I've never liked it.
Anyway, I guess I'm lucky that my husband noticed my agitation and got me away from the house - I feel so much better now.
Today is also a rest day from INSANITY - hey, I've just clicked, is this why I'm so agitated today - no workout?
On a good note though. Although I was agitated, there was no sign of the Black Dog. :)