7 Weeks + 3

So yesterday started great and ended RUBBISH

** I apologise in advance for this post. Its not about Weight Loss, but our lives, so you don't have to read it if that's what you read this blog for. I just had to get it off my chest. **

We went down to my Mums and took DS as he is staying with them for a week. We had a few tears, but he soon got over them. He is having fun which I knew he would. But sadly we had to leave around 4 o'clock because we had to go to DH's Mum's Pub and do a Karaoke. I like singing on Karaoke, but I just don't like the pub scene any more. Roll on the no smoking ban. Can't come quick enough to be honest.

Anyway, we turned up at the pub and there was a few old geezers in there swigging their pints. So DH set up the Karaoke and put the books with the songs out on the tables. He really takes pride in it all; does it for free, but spends a lot himself in time and energy because he enjoys it. We don't do this for a living or anything, let me make that clear. We just do it because his mum has the pub and it gets trade in. + we enjoy a good old sing too!

the bar was not dead, but there were not people there who were going to sing. So we sat there. I had about 3 coffee's and DH had some beers... And we sat there. We had our dinner... I had a plate of prawns with some peanuts. (Just fancied it - and NO! I am not preggers before you ask!) Then we sat there some more tapping our fingers to the beat of the prelude music... which we play to warm it up. Mmmm. Great.

Well about 9pm I said its not worth it, lets put the jukebox back on and pack up. They promised up faithfully that they had advertised it, but all I could see was an white A4 sheet of paper on a blackboard out the front which looked like it had been there all of 10 minutes.

So we were just getting ready to tidy up at half 9 when the promised hoards came tumbling in! All 6 of them..... Yeah..... 6.....

So we cranked up the volume and waited. We had a couple of girls sing, I did 2 and Phil did 3 and that was about it. Someone was so drunk (when they arrived) that they dropped the mic and broke it, so that was cool too.

So its was just fun fun fun.

THEN.... All hell broke loose.

I cannot possibly be bothered to go into details but DH's sister got the hump. She is knocking 40 and acts like a 4 year old. She is so wrapped up in herself. She thinks the world and its dog owes her a living and shes had such a terrible life so we have to pander to her. She is obsessed by some guy who dumped on her (20 YEARS AGO!!) and hates men, ansd anyone who is happy. She is simply jealous of what we have.

Well DH lost his temper BIG STYLE. DH is the softest bloke you have ever met in your life. I have NEVER heard him shout, but he tore his Mum off a strip about her for 2 hours. It was terrible. 10 years of hurt came flooding out and he couldn't stop himself. 10 years of putting up with the rough end of the stick and being a "good little old boy ". He just had enough. so many things came tumbling out and he was right about it all. His sister has dumped on us from a great height for 10 years, and obviously before we ever met too.

So his Mum got both barrels as she sticks up for her all the time.

I felt sorry for her, but he was right. I think you do get to an age when you just cannot put up with any more crap from anyone - especially the people who are supposed to love you but evidently don't.

So I as in tears as all the heartache about how she ruined our wedding day, our sons naming ceremony, and untold other major events in our lives including lack of care when it comes to health scares, job losses etc. Right down to why his Mum and Dad haven't divorced after 9 years of being with other people, and the will his Mum has made!!! Yes, even all those unsaid things that you talk about to each other about and grumble about but never say because its 'other peoples choices and rights to do what they want'.

No one ever asks his opinion or considers his feelings in his family. I felt such overwhelming sadness for him. I have been there holding him whilst he has cried because his family have let him down one more time, and hes just quietly accepted it and got on with his life. I am glad he had enough to be honest. I am glad he let rip. Hopefully this will help him feel a bit better about himself.

So, yes, it started out joyous, but ended terribly, and we both went to be shattered, unhappy and feeling unloved by our family.

So today to make up for it... we are decorating. YAY!

Well, it was planned, so hopefully the effort and manual work will be cathartic.

At least it will help shift the pounds and I will be too busy to eat too much!

I will post a pic of how its going later.

xx