The Past Week

I don't know where to start.

It really has been a strange one, on Thursday my son was taken to hospital with breathing difficulties but he is all well now and came home on Friday, he was put on a nebuliser for a while and we had to bring home an asthma pump which he has been taking.

On Friday the gf went out and got drunk and when she came in we talked for a while and i thought my luck was going to be in but because she talked so much she told me she was tired so we went to sleep.

Saturday The gf was working during the day so i did the manly thing and stripped the sofas of all of their covers and washed them. I then picked her up after work, we popped to her mums then went home, she decided to go and lie down for a while as she was still tired from staying at the hospital and from her Friday night drinking, so I followed her upstarts and was cuddling her as she was in bed and grabbing her bum and things, when she suddenly grabs my hand and says, is this what you want and puts it between her legs (OK i think I played on her being tired and wanting to go to sleep but i wasn't going to let it happen until something else did) so we have sex, it was sex there was some passions but it was more of a quickie than an all out looking after each others wants and need. I then cooked diner and went out with friends, we did a small pub crawl which resulted in me having a lift home for the local constabulary (I thanked them very much), it was a door to door service and I felt like a VIP and not the drunken bum I really was.

Sunday woke on the sofa fully dressed, even with my jacket on. The rest of the day was spent recovering at my mums as she was cooking Sunday lunch so I took my son with me.

During the week was going OK, small arguments here and there but nothing drastic but then Wednesday I get back from football an hour later than usual and the gf is not talking to me, so as I was feeling a bit tired I took my book upstairs and went to bed to read, she then comes in and starts moaning that I want to live the bachelor life and that I don't actually care about her or my son and that I never do things with him and that I ignore him. She tells me she doesn't love me any more and hasn't for a while, she is still with me because she wants the feeling back. She wants me to move out over the Christmas period so her and my son can do their thing and that I won't have anything to do with my son when she leaves, so I agree with her if that's what she wants (I'm really thinking that she will have the biggest fight on her hands she has ever seen if she even tries and stops me from seeing him, but for now I let it slid) So I just agree with her about the love thing but because I don't like confrontation about these sort of things (or maybe its I am just fed up with the whole thing that I just agree with her and tell her I will leave tomorrow (this would have been last night). But I start making her laugh and messing about as hey if we are going to split up I might as well have a laugh with her now. So anyway she goes and turns everything off downstairs and comes to bed were we cuddle a little and she tells me she is sorry for everything, so now i am confused but I do want to be with her, so I tell her everything is going to be OK (I hope anyway) and we go to sleep.

Yesterday was a better day and we end up going to bed about 11 and watching and end of a film, now I don't know her signals these days so she is lying with her back to me and I put my hand on her lower thigh close between her legs and slowly move my little finger closer and she doesn't move away so I move closer and closer and we start having some fun and we start to (well to me) make love, I had the feeling in my heart and head that she really wanted to do this and that she was doing it because she wanted it and because she felt horny and for the first time in a long time I felt the closeness between us.

I will see how the weekend goes.