… Always so tired. It feels like at any given time, several people or tasks want a piece of me. I can’t work, go to the gym, see my boyfriend, play football, play tennis, practice my piano and violin, or work on my 5-6 other business ideas I have going on at the moment, all with this one body. And when I try to, I get in trouble.
Last weekend, Phillip and I had our first proper argument, I’d say. I had agreed to play football with my team on Sunday for the first time in about two months, and when I told Phillip, he flipped. He said we’d been planning to spend the weekend together and that I had just ditched him. I never thought he would react so strongly – I thought he understood that I was a member of a football team and, as such, may sometimes be absent on Sunday afternoons to play! He sulked for over 24 hours, which really got on my nerves, and reminded me a little of my ex-boyfriend who used to scream at me for leaving the house to play tennis and tell me not to go to “prove” that I loved him.
Phillip has so much free time (he works for himself, and perhaps not as hard as he should), he seems to forget what it is like for a person who doesn’t.
Ah, I wish I could continue, but it’s time to leave for work….
See what I mean?!
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