An awful lot to cover.
Following my last post, and upon arrival home from work my wife had started to complain of malnutrition, as she can't find anything to eat.
Usually this is solved by me offering takeout while fawning over her.
However, It was the end of the month where I'm allready in my overdraft, and having my bank card destroyed by accident (I forgot to empty my running trousers before they were washed and dried in a tumble dryer). I wasn't in a position to do that, and so her melodrama continued.
I took the position of grey rocking, and not eating myself.
Tuesday it had gotten to fever pitch and I then advised I was cancelling my work shift and calling the doctor for her. She suddenly started improving, and told me it wasn't needed.
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