Friday the 13th

I’m not superstitious, but already this day sucks a bit. I had insomnia last night, didn’t sleep a wink, just lay awake with thoughts whirling in my head. And my stomach is extremely unsettled. I’m feeling hormonal and ready to cry at the drop of a hat.

Michael has gone away for a long weekend to visit his grandfather and his brother. I opted not to go with originally, because he’s going to go cycling in the mountains and play golf, and just generally have a nice sporty weekend. Plus I’m going through a whole lot of stuff of my own. I have been toying with the idea of going with, but didn’t want to end up disappointing him if I felt sick again, which changes on a day to day basis. Anyway, this morning when he walked out the door, my heart gave an unanticipated lurch in my chest, prompting me to fling two days worth of clothes in a bag and phone him on his cell. He was at his sister’s, picking up his two young nephews who are going with for the trip to visit their cousin for his birthday. Their house is five minutes drive away from us. Anyway, I asked if there’s room in the car for one more.

He said yes, then phoned me back to say that actually there isn’t room, and it’s going to take a lot of time to pack stuff out and make room.

Fair enough. He spent a lot of time last night strategically packing his golf-clubs, bicycle and luggage in the car. I tarried too late, and lost my spot, lol. I guess it could be classified as buggering him around. What can I say? Typical woman. I had a little cry after that, but I’m okay now.

I can’t face sleeping alone tonight, though. Normally, it doesn’t bother me, but I don’t feel my normal self, which is why I’m acting so weird. Maybe I’ll go for a girly night at my sister’s, and spend some time with her darling little boy.

At least M will be keeping a blog (using his fancy new cell-phone) to  keep us updated. (My SIL will particularly be enjoying that so she can keep track of her boys). Anyway, I had to smile this morning when he told me his URL. It’s http://www.maggshubby.typepad.com

Isn’t that adorable.

Edited to add: This morning’s saga played out at 4am. And I’m never at my best in the morning. So today’s soundtrack is definitely Gwen Stefani’s 4 in the morning. Such a sad song, of course.