Good Morning! H asked me today if we can have Christmas day lunch at his sister's. As much as I may sound...bitchy, I dont want to go to her house. (I saw her 2 weeks ago and I am pretty damn sure she is having an A. Call me crazy but I know it. I can tell from the way she carries herself that someone is BOOSTING her (ego) and that someone aint her husband. I really hope I am wrong.)
Anyway, I dont wannt to go to her house because I feel she treated me VERY badly and honestly, all the interactions with her are pretty boring, always talking about her cooking, her shopping, her hair, her..., her...).
H sounded as if he thought it was the normal thing to do, we've been spending a lot of time with MY family so I guess he feels, we should with his family as well. I really dont want to.
Last night he came home, brought clothes over. We both felt awkward. Seemed as if he is moving back in. He isnt of course. But looking for space in the closet and NOT finding any was pretty hillarious. I had no regrets. He said "wow, all the clothes you have!!!", I replied that since I've been yoyoing between 5 to 11 kilos than what I was, I need different sizes in clothes. That explains my 11 pair of jeans which honestly vary from size 24-25 to 31... K