We got to the town to go to the EE phone shop yesterday, only to find that it had closed 3 months ago and transferred to Taunton, a half hour drive away. Anyway we went and husband's sim problem was sorted out quickly - turned out that his sim card was the wrong size for his new phone, which I suspected was the case. All done now. Whilst there, I was offered a new deal on my monthly mobile usage, some kind of sim only thing (I forget the details) which works out a couple of quid cheaper per month than what I was paying, and with unlimited calls, texts and a decent internet amount, so I was happy to take that. Every little helps. Husband was offered the same thing but as he only uses about £10 of credit every 6 months or so, there was little point! Cheaper for him to stick to his PAYG top up.
On the way home, the bloody powered steering warning light came on again in the car and the steering lost power - the steering wheel goes totally stiff when that happens. So we had to stop in a layby and turn the engine off for a few minutes, that seems to fix the problem, albeit temporarily, it happened twice on the way home. So husband is having to try and get that sorted out again.
It does feel like whatever can go wrong, is, at the moment....although I know there are plenty of good things happening too. I am aware that husband is worrying, just like I am, and his memory problems aren't his fault, he's not doing it deliberately and can't help it. However, I've noticed just in the past couple of weeks he's become quite argumentative with me - he wasn't before. If I say something I know to be right, he'll contradict me and argue about it, and I'm having to bite my tongue as I don't want us to be having a major fallout. I hope it's just a symptom of his worrying and not anything more serious.
I am starting to feel like I've got a concrete paving slab on top of my head, pressing me down, and every irritation or problem feels like another slab being added on top. But I'm not buckling under the strain.....yet! Although lack of sleep might change that - last night was another night of having the light on reading for 2 or 3 hours in the middle of the night, so consequently I feel like a zombie today.
It's funny how when I write about something irritating or stressful happening, I get loads more page views than when normal everyday things are going on. Human nature, I suppose! I do tend to swear and throw my weight around (or throw my toys out of my pram, as a friend often says, very condescendingly! 😒) when stressed, which I guess can be entertaining to some....more so than me going on about my caravan, e.g. I'm not having a go at anyone, you readers are all very supportive and I'm very grateful for that.