1) Ipads and beer and blogging = no mixy!
No ,not really, I was pissed, but not that pissed. It was kind of fun writing EXACTLY what was going on in the moment!
2) Whining makes me feel like a big baby afterwards.
My problems are fucking minuscule compared to others, so whinging is good to cleanse the soul and all, but I really should just give myself an uppercut and move on with life instead of being a big moaning fuckwit.
3) I HATE my father-in-law when he's drunk.
He sways and spits and makes derogatory comments about my family and then tries to fucking come on to my mum. I almost fucking vomited all over his white carpet. I don't love him when he's sober but really don't like him when he's pissed!
4) Comments make me wee a little bit with appreciation and excitement!
OK, gross, not really. But thank you for all the lovely comments of advice, support, comfort and the rest!
5) Drunken blogging doesn't change my position.
I thought that I might not feel the same way the next morning, but I still do. Not as strong and not as hate filled, but still there. Although you know when you drink and get all emotional, then after the emotional stage comes the philosophical stage?? I got to thinking, maybe all married people fucking hate each other, and a successful marriage is just tolerating the other person, or finding a way to block out how much you actually can't stand them...? Maybe I have an unrealistic view of what a marriage should be and should just stick with it, get a hobby, possibly a boyfriend, and go on with my life...?
All things to ponder! One good thing did happen at the BBQ among all the shit things, it's a fantastic twist of karma-laced fate and it makes me smile just thinking about it. Will have to wait till tomorrow when I have a break from filling young minds with English though!