The housewife that’s not really a housewife, but feels like a housewife

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That’s me.  I’m not married yet, but I feel like I’m married.  I’ve always felt like I’m married to someone, that’s because I’ve never spend time alone.  I remember once being single for a year, I don’t recall if I enjoyed it.  Now, 3.5 years with my fiance, I once again feel like choking.  It’s the routine you guys, wake up in the morning, drink your coffee, go to work, return home, clean-cook-watch TV.  What about the “sex”?  Well, the sex is ok, maybe more than ok, but a little drama wouldn’t hurt, would it?

What happens after 3 years in a relationship?   It’s called routine, global financial crisis 2011, lack of “f” romance (once again).

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A fish rots from the head down

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I work in a company ran by 7 bosses, I never know what to expect.  For instance, three of my bosses are in the next room, L..is yelling about sallaries.  He is going to cut mine and my fiance’s for sure.   My salary has already being reduced by 500$, they just don’t give a damn.   I’m sick and tired of hearing bad things happening.  Here in Greece, it gets a little worse every day.  Young people leave the country all the time, they go to work abroad, others leave for islands and villages, where they own a home.  So I’m wondering, when will this be over?  But in the end, it doesn’t really matter whether you are Greek or English, French or an American, we are all people rulled by other people.  Other people who only thing about themselves.  Like my bosses for example, let’s just face it, because things are not going as planned the only thing that matters to them, is how they won’t reduce their income.  When an organization or state fails, it is the leadership that is the root cause.  That’s what’s happening, not only to Greece.  The only problem is, we let this happen.

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Eat, drink and patch up.

Yesterday we went out for dinner and drinks.  I ate so much that I could delete my old post about nutrition…and I drunk so much that I even patched things up with the neighbour. 

It started like: “You have a great figure girl, that working out really made a difference”
“Really?”

It continued: “Could you be everyday like that? I like you this way”
“After so many shots of tequila I like me too.  Ok, I know I’m a bitch so whenever we meet I’ll have some drinks”

And it ended like: “When there’s a problem, let’s talk about it”
“Yes, cause I thought we were getting along so well and suddenly something happened”
“Yes, me too”.

So the next morning, girls talked on the phone about their terrible hangover.  I got a fever and my throat hurts, I can’t swallow.  But I made my coffee, sat in my living room and started thinking about the neighbor.  So what have happened?

Two years ago I met her as the girlfriend of the man who lived across the street, my Mrs friend that is, soon we became friends, we worked together for some time and then something changed.  Even now, I have no clue what has changed.  The neighbours got engaged and started their home renovation.  There were times I thought as a couple they were very pretentious and I disliked that.  From the start it’s like I knew we’d have that problem,  so I was a little prejudiced.  For the sake of this New Year, I don’t want to go into details, I’ll just press the delete button and try to forgive and forget.