My recovery day somewhat spoiled by another misunderstanding and row with Wiggly.
Though I had a nice chat with both Debbie and Della, I was sad at not being able to see them
Wiggly slept very deeply and I left her after I first woke at 6.30 and then 8.00am, sitting up in bed until 9.00am and finishing my latest self help book ("Why you are afraid of divorce").
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At this time I awoke her, made a cup of tea and tackled her about her behaviour last night and she was very good about it; realising that, with a little thought, she could have made the event more enjoyable for me.
Down to have breakfast together and then, aroused and feeling affectionate towards one another, we went up and had a good sexual encounter so that our latest tiff was a thing of the past.
An extra long walk with Sam this morning, Wiggly joining me as we walked across the river at River Mill and back through Eaton Meadows and the riverside park.
It was just about lunchtime then and, leaving the main meal until later, Wiggly just got us some soup and bread for lunch and then went to Tesco's afterwards.
I got up to date with my CIX conference, Email and my journal and helped Wiggly deliver all of her Branch Meeting agendas later on. A bit of a rush to get back in time for Wiggly to make the meal but she put it on and still managed to get out with me for twenty minutes to walk the dog.
We enjoyed eating this nicely-cooked roast chicken out on the garden table and then she had to rush off to her evening play rehearsal. I worked on at my computer for a little while and then telephoned the girls and tried to arrange a last-minute visit before they went away on holiday to Norfolk for the next two weeks.
Though I had a nice chat with both Debbie and Della about what they had been doing, it was not a convenient time to go round and see them and I shed a tear or two in sadness at the fact.
It was just as well that Nigel was available and so I telephoned and then visited him for a chat. He told me all about his news and then revealed that Lynne had briefed him about her chat with Diana and both Lynn and Nigel had concluded that I had handled things badly and should try to leave Diana in peace and to recover from me.
That may be all very well but I am also trying hard to keep in touch with the girls and have to do so through Diana. He then went on to make the very kind offer of an office in Hail Weston House to keep my office and files in and I will consider this.
We also talked about the Cambridge Street numbers I had researched and mutually concluded that we should upgrade the planning consent to semi-detached houses and then sell off the development site.
I drove back quickly soon after 10.00pm as I had asked Wiggly to give her post-drama pub session a miss this evening and I was looking forward to having a chat to cheer me up.
In the event, she decided to drink with her friends after all and I was left simmering until she deigned to come back at 11.20pm. I had previously prepared a Bournevita and banana supper but then ate and drank my own and had gone to bed ages before she got back.
I tried to go to sleep but Wiggly was equally upset and insisted we talked about it. She said that she did not know I had felt so strongly and was only indicating my preference and was obviously upset at this latest misunderstanding; appealing to me to talk my mind and not be too diplomatic.
I replied that I did not want to bully her but hoped that she would be sensitive to my requests.
I went on to spell out my feelings about her drinking and smoking and then we cuddled and went to sleep but by now it was 1.00am and I had lost my planned chance to catch up on some sleep.