What to do....
Met up with Paddy tonight. Which is to say, he came down to the homestead to pick me up to go for a cheap'n'cheerful pub meal. Which turned out to be not so cheerful as we discussed life stuff. But it was a nice chat. Then I vented massively about Teh Cat in the car as we idled outside the homestead, post-meal.
It's clearly not looking good, based on what I was saying tonight. Despite ringing TC back earlier today to try and encourage him.
It was the first time I'd had a chance to really talk with someone who knows me very well, and he wasn't impressed with my painting of the cat at all. I'm still sore from being accused of having an affair. It's still raw, and hasn't got better. Being asked to bring back a "sorry" present for losing my temper, while he still hasn't apologised for his massive outburst, isn't really helping. Ego ego ego...
Maybe it's time to draw this anticlimax to a close?
Who knows...?
Oh, and against this backdrop, news from LS that he and his new man are buying a flat together and have never been happier. I don't see that future for me and the Cat. That's awful, isn't it? At least, it's not encouraging.
G'night jim-bob.
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