“Happy” Hallow-Versary…

Thirteen years ago today, My Lady and I got married at the Mouth registry office, seven months after meeting. We had never been happier. We only told four or five people. Both our eldest daughters and two friends were with us. I cried through nearly the whole ceremony. Every second of that day is burned into my soul.

I couldn’t bring myself to dress up for my TA job. I’ve already written off the weekend on the grounds of temporary insanity. As I said, Halloween is cancelled. Porch light off and a resounding “Get stuffed”, or words to that effect, on standby.

Ironically, I enjoyed my time with the kids even more this time. I’m getting more involved in the different classes. The vocal coach agreed to have a chat about a bit of coaching for myself. That would be cool. If only I had as much time to dedicate to it as I did this summer.

The rest of the day was pretty crappy. The only people that checked in on me was my dear friend and newly adopted brother and work husband. Seems very childish for me to be thinking ‘everyone knows what day it is, where are they all?’. Still, there have been many times where I feel like a spoilt child, bemoaning how lonely and hard done by I am. Even the kids… Mad.

So while I’m going through all this, I am also trying to sell my car and source a new one. I hate this process. Throughout our lives together, until our last year, My Lady and I could only afford a few hundred pounds for an old car. That vibe where you have scour the internet for something that could well go bang the same day you buy it. Been there, blown the engine. Given that my new job is wholly dependant on my having a reliable car, it stresses me out. Overly so. I’ve found a few potential good cars but I’ve been too late on all of them so far.

My Princeling has gone out for a Halloween meal with his college friends and they are coming back here for the rest of the evening. It’s lovely that my Princeling is comfortable enough with how our home life is that he can do that. I’ll have a nice long hot bath and play some guitar tonight. I haven’t been playing so much recently and it’s bugging me. Funny, even though it’s my only source of income, I resent the time my job takes away from my playing. I’m such a weirdo.

Fuck today… So mote it be…