Fucking frustrated.

I'm tired of so many things. I'm tired of not being happy. I'm tired of not being close to my family. I'm tired of being fat. I'm tired of being tired. Yes, I'm happy with Nick...but for fuck sakes he makes me incredibly upset sometimes. Maybe he's stressed because his mom's coming tomorrow, maybe not. He's been a different person to me for the past 3 weeks or so. First, we blamed it on him being sick but all the tests came back saying he was fine (I punched him as I promised for abusing the sick card). Then we blamed it on him being tired...but the naps, early bed times, and 11/12 risings didn't bring back the Nick I like being around. I've decided to blame it on his job. It seems like it's getting more stressful, and he's for sure not used to that. On top of the stress, he's decided to work an unGodly amount of hours for the next 2 weeks. This week he's been getting up at 5:45 and getting to work at 6:30. I don't get to see him until around 7 at night now meaning he's pulling 12 hour days. Shoot me.

I'm not happy because Nick's not happy. I'm also not happy because I'm bored all day (unless Danielle's here of course), but I miss doing things with Nick. By the time he gets home Pieter's an hour away from bedtime so going places is not really an option or he'll sleep in the car. Nick doesn't comprehend that and gets upset with me for not wanting to go do stuff. Basically it's a lose/lose situation....fml.

Anyway, I've been trying to find stuff to do to keep myself and Pieter occupied. The pool has not been an option for the past few days because it's actually been quite chilly (about 78 during the day). Yesterday we walked around the complex and I took some photos of him. We got home and I played around with Photoshop while he watched Scooby Doo. Here are a few pictures from yesterday.