Driving me crazy

I am putting my O/H’s bursts of short temper down to still suffering having two teeth extracted and stitches in her gums. The apologies are accepted but what really gets me is criticising everything I do when driving. I seem to remember, when she had her sports car, that a journey was something akin to back to the future. Frequently cornering, I would find myself with my nose (yes I know it’s not insubstattial) almost pressed against the window of the passenger seat. If anyone else made a mistake or pulled out without due consideration the language and gestures would start. Sometimes it was justified, others I would hide in the passenger seat with embarrassment incase it was anyone I knew. Well now she is training to be a driving instructor and apparently I have to disregard almost 28 years of driving and acquired habits and become like the an angel…...hello…ratial incident (just think pots and kettles).
Finally got to gym yesterday morning and delight of delights I had the weights room to myself for most of the morning. Determined to make the most of it I crammed more into that session, including a 2 km cross train in the upstairs room. Left feeling that I could not see any physical response to my concerted effort and slightly disappointed. Today however my shirt feels tight, so either it has shrunk in wash or I did make some progress.
Visited sister in law and her boyfriend for lunch, nice sitting outside and having a few beers..hate Sunday afternoon’s it is the thought of work being next day that spoils that feeling of optimism. Watched ‘Kingdom’ on the box as the best of a nothing choice, switched to Flaunt Channel when O/H dozed off. Strange my taste in music is so eclectic but love the video’s ( in particular Gaudino Ft Crystal Waters- Road to Calabira - young ladyin vid is fit).... Shame I am old enough to be her dad! lol

This week I have the pleasure of T for most of the week. I should explain that T is one of my team and whilst hard working and pleasant enough, she makes a drama out of a crisis and does not exactly like having a laugh, unlike her counterpart. The reason she will be in for most of the week is that her job share S is on holiday and T covering. I look forward to Wednesday lunchtime cos of the change of atmosphere. Sometimes I come close to imitating the gran off Katherine tait’s show and telling T to “*****ing chillout”, forgive me but she has been in the job too long and takes life far to seriously.

Eaten mixed nuts, raisins and chocolate to keep energy levels up until lunch. Have a feeling it’s going to seem like a long week unless I manage to find a some inspiration.
Thankyou to anyone who has taken time to read this and do leave comments, every little helps.