James and I had another argument this morning. I guess I should be used to it by now. He's always a grumpy sod in the morning and I'm the one who drew the short straw so I have the wake him up every morning. I'm just fed up with it. I like it when he sleeps over here because it's really easy to get him out of bed. Just wave a bowl of cereal under his nose and he's awake. It's a lot more difficult on the phone, especially when he keeps falling asleep on me. When he's having a good morning, which are few and far between at the moment, he's great to get up, but when he's having a bad morning... I kind of want to tell him to get himself up, which is selfish really because I want him to see how much he relys on me. Maybe I should tell him to get himself up for a week and see what happens. He might surprise me. Our argument this morning was about him applying for jobs as he wants me to fill out an application form for him while he's working on the car (he thinks there's a petrol leak and I think he's overreacting) which I don't mind doing if know what he wants me to say. Today I don't know what he wants me to say so I'm worried about filling it in wrong and getting him the job based on my application. He just doesn't seem to understand that and got mad at me, which was followed by him being mad at me because I said I might see him today. He somehow heard that as 'I don't think you'll be able to sort the car out' when all I meant was it might be something big so I was being realistic and saying might. Then he hung up on me. I wonder why I put up with him sometimes.
On a happier note I started a short story last night and I have plans for a few (read few as meaning about 27) more so if anyone is interested let me know because I'm going to put them under a filter. I'm not ready for the whole world to read my writing yet but if I get some good feedback I might open up a couple of the best. I was also thinking of putting my poetry up if anyone was interested in reading it.
My oracle card reading today said it would be a good idea to start up a dream journal so I may try that. I'm not very good at dream journals though. My dreams are always so very weird that I don't think there is any meaning to them. Last nights was weird but I can only really remember the end. I was in this place where they sold girls to people and I was one of the girls there. There was one guy who really liked me and he tried to save me but it didn't work out. It kind of reminded me of one of my ideas for a short story so maybe that's why I dreamed of it. Who knows? Most of my dreams involve supernatural creatures or people I've seen on telly so I can't really see how they mean anything important. Just that I read too much supernatural fantasy and watch too much telly. I have had a few dreams with James in. There is one I can still remember that involved us having a baby but that was a long time ago and I think I know where the meaning is now, looking back. I even had a couple with James in before I even met him which is kinda weird.
I'm also planning on going to the doctor's at some point soon about my knee, not that I think they're going to do anything about it. Nan said it could be a cartilage problem so I'd have to have surgery but I don't know. They'll probably just tell me to take pain killers, which don't actually work on my knee pain. Anyone have any ideas what it may be.
Just got a funny text from James. It was funny because he's obviously got it on predictive text. He said he didn't want to 'waste shoe arguing'. Now that I've written it down it's not so funny but I found it hysterical a couple of minutes ago. It's amazing what I find funny.