It's on it's Way

 It was one of those difficult weeks last week.

Husband had lurgy very badly. Personally I think it was COVID. He was off work for 4 days which is not like him at all.

With terrible timing I was also away with work from Monday until Wednesday evening.

I managed to get dog walking cover for one day.

On Tuesday I had a meeting in Southampton. No great excitement about that. Except I am terrified of driving in Southampton Town centre. Whoever designed that road system must have been drunk.

After Tuesdays meeting I drove to another hotel for Wednesdays conference. The hotel was packed out with very drunk builders some of whom were very 'man in big group' aggressive. Sharing dodgy degrading music about women and behaving like 14 year olds. In case you think I'm being an old fart - I'm not talking about R&B - I mean it was literally 'funny' songs about women being worthless and just being good for one thing. Needless to say I locked myself in my room and double locked the door, not that I assumed they'd be remotely interested in me - it was more 'if that's how they are behaving at 19:00 just imagine what they'll be like by midnight'.

I haven't seen pathetic behaviour like that since I was about 17! Don't get me wrong it wasn't all of them, it was about half. When are men going to call out the pathetic ones. Until people do call out these behaviours they will not stop. 

I wasn't the only female around but we were very much the minority. Here is the thing. We are not uptight or prudes.  It's you who are infantile and threatening. You change YOUR behaviour and stop expecting those around you to change theirs.

On the Wednesday I had to go to a data conference. I didn't want to, but I was expected to. It was everything I thought it would be 7 hours of unbroken tedium. At one point the most boring man in the world talked at us about data for 1.5 hours. Knowing I was trapped I put a mask of interest on and just let my mind wander. Turns out I didn't do a great job - one of my colleagues stopped me afterwards to say I'd nearly cracked them up! 'Why' I asked. To which they responded 'You were sitting there with a face of thunder and your mouth open in horror - with a frown on your face that just said - what the f am I doing here'. Just imagine what I'd have looked like without my mask of interest!!!!!!!!!!!

Finally free I drove home. With every mile my head felt worse. By the time I got home my head was throbbing. Gaggh I had husband's lurgy.

Thursday and Friday were a challenge. I wasn't as sick as husband, so as Well as feeling rubbish I did all the chores and dog walking. That's all my chores + husband's.

On Friday evening our Christmas lights went on for the first time. I had gone to huge lengths to have them ready for when son got home from school.

He walked through the door and all he said was.... "one of the strings of lights is flashing too much'. Then off he went (it makes it all worthwhile huh).

On Saturday I felt a bit better, which is lucky because I was cooking Christmas lunch for friends in the evening.

Then on Sunday I was due to meet friends at 14:30. Imagine my horror when I woke at midday. MIDDAY. I must still have lurgy I never normally sleep in beyond 06:00!

Fortunately about 15 mins later they rang to cancel because they had the lurgy too. There is some nasty stuff about.

In the end I spent the afternoon wrapping presents. Another chore ticked off. Yay.

So not an exciting week, but the countdown has begun.