I bought gifts but it felt more like a chore than something I usually enjoy putting thought and creativity into.
I keep trying to stress to him how much our house absolutely depresses me and it's still so damned messy. And now I get to go spend a chunk of our savings on a stupid new car. which yes I need it and I'm looking forward to having a new car but I really didn't want to get it right *now*, you know?
Ugh, that sucks. Lately it's "the hits just keep on coming" theme. I solve one problem and three more appear as a result. It grinds you down after awhile. Even the things that use to bring me joy just aren't working.
