A mess
Things are a mess at the moment, the house, me....
The house is a mess because of the work on the kitchen. I know it will be worth it in the end but I'm so sick of cleaning every single night just to try and keep the place in a semblance of order. The fridge and microwave are in the front room, there is nothing in the kitchen and the whole house is covered in dust. I sweep up every night and dust and hoover, and by the next day it needs doing again. Something needs doing in every room, the lounge wall has a hole in that needs plastering and repainting, the kitchen needs everything, the hall needs plasterboarding, our bedroom needs painting and carpeting, the spare room needs everything....I know DIY takes time and we have to work it round our lives and money but I can't stand the mess. It makes me stressed and edgy just looking at it. The dogs don't help, careering round the house sheding fur every where. I know S enjoys it and it keeps him busy but there is little I can do to help at the moment apart from occupying the dogs so I don't even feel like I'm contributing, I'm just waiting for it to be over.
I am a mess: My skin is still awful. I keep using this strong acne cream but I put too much on the other week and my skin started itching. I stopped using it for a few days and my spots came back. They aren't even hormonal any more they just seem to be constant. I don't know anybody else that has skin as bad as mine. None of my friends seem to get spots. It knocks my confidence so much but I don't know what else I can do. I don't eat too badly, I drink lots of water, I'm no longer on the pill. What else is there?
My hair is a mess. I have sort of cut myself a fringe because I want one but I don't think I've done it properly and I can't get it right. I should go to a hairdressers but I have never truly liked the way anyone has cut my hair therefore I don't want to pay someone to do it when I can do it myself. I hate my hair being short but it has hardly grown since I had it cut in Manchester in February. I have my extensions but they always go matted after I've been wearing them for abit and just don't look that authentic (I don't think).
My body is a mess. I have put on weight again. I need to watch what I eat all the time and I haven't been. I hate having to think about what I'm eating all the time but I need to be more disciplined and stop buying chocolate or having takeaways. I regret it afterwards anyway so I don't know why I do it.
My head is a mess. I'm so irritable, bored and restless. The days have been dragging and so have the evenings as there doesn't seem to be anything worth watching on tv and thats all we do in the week. I am wishing my life away and I don't want to be. I was so happy the other week and whilst I'm not unhappy per se I am frustrated. I buy things I don't even want or need and its a waste of money but I'm trying to cheer myself up and alleviate the boredom. I'm always looking for distractions, to take me away from it all. I'm sat here on my own in the office and I'm lonely. I want someone to talk to me, to cheer me, to make me smile. I want/need other people to make me feel better when I'm like this instead of taking responsibilty for my own feelings. Why do I need other people to make me feel good? Why am I never satisfied? Jxx
