No entry for quite a while; must mean all is well, right?
Well, yes I suppose. I had holiday left over and so took about three weeks off over Christmas. Fairly frosty atmosphere but an expensive handbag and a new watch lightened the mood. Then Marrakech for week in January. Then Paris for a wedding followed by Naples on her own for a long weekend in February.
And things have been better in terms of mood. The disorganization, procrastination, mess remain but, as always, I bite my tongue. The stuff I got out of the garage in September is still lying around, lights still not bought, sarees brought of cupboards in January still not put away.
But as long as the mood is good, we stay safe. We both say I Love You but my confidence is shattered and my goodwill is gone. The next drama cannot be far away.
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