Blogger is preventing me from commenting on blogs again. It's been difficult trying to catch up with everyone's blogs during our daily powercuts. I'm managing to read them, and just when I'm up early enough to be able to comment before I lose connection, I find I can't. I have just typed out comments on three blogs, only to lose them completely. So frustrating!
It's only Blogger of course. Others like Wordpress are no problem at all. I will have to consider changing if this goes on for much longer.
I'm getting into a different routine now during the day...adapting to life without electricity...and most days without water too. It's given me the chance to do a bit of sorting out. Tidying wardrobes and cupboards, sorting out paperwork...and reading. The internet seems to take up too much of my time when I'm at home and I haven't been reading as much as I normally would. At the moment it's easy to get through a book a day.
Some days I'm going over to the hotel to see Mr A. Although he is so busy chatting to customers that I don't really get to spend any time with him. He has turned into Mr Grumpy. He's like a bear with a sore head. I think it's mostly due to stress. Working for commission only and no salary creates so much pressure. He has to constantly be Mr Happy to all the customers, even when he can't stand them, and he is exhausted. Working 16 hour days, 7 days a week, without breaks is taking it's toll. So on the rare occasions when we find time to attempt a conversation he is snappy and takes out all his frustrations on me. I should just let it go over my head but I don't. I make it worse by snapping back. As a result we both end up feeling hurt and unhappy. If he finds time to bring me back home, we are both so wound up that we don't even speak. He then has to rush back to work. He hasn't been able to spend a night at home in weeks.
Yesterday was particularly bad and left me feeling wretched. I vowed I would keep my distance...stay out of his way...until the season is finished.
When power returned yesterday, I checked my email box. I read my horoscope. It talked about one particular relationship being tricky at the moment, and about feeling like you want to run away but you know you can't. It quoted the old adage "you always hurt the one you love..." but that the one doing the hurting is also hurting just as much. I phoned Mr Grumpy and read it out to him. We both agreed that it was so true and he admitted that he feels hurt too. We apologised to each other, and promised to try not to let all this get out of hand.
I don't exactly have Mr Happy back. That won't happen till the end of the season. But I did sleep better last night knowing that I had seen a glimpse of the real Mr A beneath the Mr Grumpy exterior. It will have to do for now!