Emily Rose: The Reboot

On the plus side, donating a pint of blood burns about 600 calories. I do it every 2 months, but I do notice that I tire more easily when exercising on the days following donation.
 
Em great you had some me time and good to hear the bedroom is getting a blitz. Can you not go to the office , we are all in bar a few now .

Screen time , well I have been trying to reduce mine too dramatically. Especially phone . I got a fright one day when I saw the hours spent on it . I have turned off all my alerts except for family and a couple of friends . I'm in a whatsapp group and right now I have over 100 unread messages . Crazy stuff . iPad is ok as I only use it in occasionally anyway.
Good luck with your screen detox and btw your food sounds nice for the weekend .
 
- Thanks Cate.
- Hi LaMa. Yeah, the woman who runs the course starting talking about the dangers of 5G, and I just was like, 'Oh God no!' As for the donation, my blood did go to the children's hospital here the last time, so I don't think she was lying, but it's a pretty strong sales tactic at the same time. Anyway, it's for a good cause, so it's okay.
- Yeah, I was really flat after giving it the last time Err. I should get a good night's rest tonight, so hopefully I'll be fine.
- No, they're really strict on the office hours for this lockdown Petal. I have the blood donation tomorrow, so at least I have somewhere to go.

I did blitz the bedroom today, delighted with myself! I watched 10 hours of TV yesterday, so I really felt like I needed to not be on the laptop or phone at any point today!!! I was watching a lot of the election coverage and then I started watching Brave New World and I finished all 9 episodes last night at 1am. I haven't binged a show like that in a while, hopefully that's out of my system for a bit. I don't really like watching excessive amounts of TV like that. But, on the plus side, I really enjoyed it and both my housemates were away, so I was able so stretch out on the couch, watch it on the big TV, and have the heating on for as long as I wanted.

But yeah, I actually woke up early enough this morning, despite going to bed late, and I felt motivated to get up and do a 5k immediately! My body was very happy with me, and I didn't find it too difficult. My time was 32:43, which is terrible for me, as my PB is 28:27 and I can usually do it in about 30 minutes. So I will be working on getting that time down. I hope to get up in the morning again and do another 5k.

Anyway, I was jubilant after my run, had a shower, lovely breakfast of porridge with blueberries and raisins and a few slice of toasts. Then it was time to tackle THE ROOM. It's been annoying me for ages, and I actually feel that I'll be able to concentrate better now that it's cleared up a bit. It took me about 4 hours to clean it but I am so happy with it now. I'm also going to make a rule for myself that for every item of clothing I buy in the future, I have to put 2 things into the clothing donation bin, because I have a stupid amount of stuff that I don't need.

That's it for today. I'm not sure how enthusiastic I am about another week working from home, but I'll just have to take it day by day.
 
Hey Emily, good to see you doing well. A 5 k run is good, great actually, the time is less important. And the cleaning is exercise as well. Good for you donating blood, I gave last week. They told me not to exercise the rest of the day, so I didn't. However I never felt any effect, did not seem to slow me down. I am sure Err is more attuned to his body than I, and probably right it might slow you down a little.
 
- Thanks LaMa, it was a good day! Today however... shit went downhill fast.
- Thanks Cate. What a joke that a 34-year-old is getting congratulated for tidying their room. Oh God.
- Yeah, I decided to move the appointment to next week Rob, I just feel tired today.

Right. The following post is something that paints me in a really bad light, and is something I can't really explain to friends and family, which is shameful in itself. So I have to go here to explain the disaster that was today.

Context: Drinking wine in your room makes you pee a lot. I also smoke more when drinking. This means going up and down the stairs and probably using the bathroom a lot more than a normal person would.

This morning:
I woke up feeling really tired, even though I was in bed early last night, no wine, no nothing, and got up and made a proper healthy breakfast, all that good stuff. I saw that the recycling bin was full and needed to be emptied, but I kind of ignored it because it was close to 9 and I needed to log on. Cue about an hour later and I heard the most unmerciful banging around the kitchen - banging of the door, aggressive removal of bin bag from bin, another bang of the front door, slamming of the wheelie bin lid after the bag had been placed in it, lots of stomping around. It was quite alarming. Uh oh, I thought. Grumpy Housemate (a tame name for her after what happened today) must not be happy about bringing out the bin.

I decided that I wasn't going to stand for this rubbish (excuse the pun - we have to laugh in the face of adversity) and I went downstairs to 'get a coffee'. I walked into the kitchen and asked her if everything was okay. 'Yeah, everything's fine' she said, with a glower. 'Did you go home for the weekend?' I asked. She was in the utility room and just closed the door. I waited and when she opened the door, I repeated my question and she said she did and left the room.

Lunchtime:
I went down to the kitchen and made a really nice chicken stir-fry with kidney beans for my lunch. I also cleaned out some of the fridge and the main bin was then full, so I brought it out. A peace offering I thought. When I was putting the fresh bin bag back in, Grumpy Housemate came back in and just brushed past me, without saying excuse me, and I was just riled up. She's just so fucking rude. So I snapped and said, 'Could you at least say excuse me? You just bashed into me.' Anyway, then it finally came out that she was annoyed that she always has to bring out the bins. And I responded that I just brought one out and all she needs to do is say that instead of banging all the doors in the house.

She responded to say that I'm always banging my door (lies). I said, 'No, I'm not.' She said, 'Yeah, you leave your window open and the door bangs'. Granted, this has happened a few times when it's been stormy outside and my room is like an oven, but to be honest, it's been a rare occurrence, and I didn't even realise it was annoying her. And then she continued, 'And you're always traipsing up and down the stairs to have a cigarette and keeping me awake.' I just said I can have a cigarette in the garden if I want to. Then she said, 'It's meant to be a non-smoking house.' I didn't reply. Then she said, 'Well, okay, have a cigaratte, but you're traipsing up and down the stairs all night having them, and then you're in and out of the toilet all night and keeping me awake.' Then I just said, 'Okay', and didn't say anymore. She left then, fuming. Haha. Oh God, I just provoke such anger in housemates and colleagues. It's a real talent.

This evening:
I went to the shopping centre to buy some candles to keep my fresh, tidy room smelling good, and I saw her coming towards me. Oh no, I thought. She looked super pissed off but I waved at her and then I just saw her mouthing 'Fuck off' under her mask.

So, this is the situation at present. I have my drama meetup tonight, which I am in no humour for, but at least it will take my mind off things. I have thought about what happened all day. (I have so much work to catch up on tomorrow.) Obviously, there is merit in her complaints. That's fine. I don't want to keep drinking and smoking anyway, so the obvious answer is to stop those things immediately, and that side of things will rectify itself. (Obviously I am doing both in excess today because I am so upset.)

At the same time, the 'Fuck off' in the shopping centre really upset me, because I don't really see a way forward right now. Whatever her complaints about me, she sucks all the air out of the room and has a dark cloud surrounding her constantly, and I'm not taking responsibility for her feeling like that. I know I am only part of the problem. But the thing is - if I stop smoking/drinking etc., there will be a new complaint in a couple of months. I'll probably start seeing someone (SG really wants to call over) and Jesus Christ, what will she do if I'm riding someone all night in my room. Lol! I'll definitely be keeping her awake then. I didn't sign up to live in a monastery. Or Switzerland (no toilet flushing after 10pm).

Also, there was one night last week that I was up until after 1am, which is probably the root cause of today's outburst, but generally I'm in bed by 11. I guess the toilet in the middle of the night is still an issue.

Anyway, I feel a bit ashamed, a bit sad, really angry and I'm looking for advice.
 
So... having to go down the stairs to go to the toilet during the night is more unpleasant for the person doing it than for the person sleeping next to the stairs in my book. I'm assuming you wear soft shoes for that and aren't stomping/making a racket? If that wakes her up anyway she probably shouldn't have housemates. I can see it being unpleasant "having to" empty the bin every time but at the same time... she could just have used her words to tell you (and Other Housemate!) instead of apparently letting it eat her from the inside for weeks or months. These are such common annoyances when sharing a living space and I assume she isn't 18 either. So... maybe you didn't do everything perfectly? Neither did she. Or anyone. It's a stressful time all around. Maybe she had a fight with her parents yesterday, who knows. I don't see you as the asshole in this story. And you deserve to be free of alcohol and cigarettes regardless of what your housemate says or does. Don't let her get under your skin too much. Here's a hug, in case you need one :grouphug:
 
If I were in that position and had the financial means to get out of there, I would definitely move. But I really dislike conflict, so wouldn't deal well with being surround by conflict/negativity pretty consistently.

I don't think you're to blame, but lockdown has definitely impacted peoples mental wellbeing negatively.
 
- I really appreciate the hug LaMa and your kind words.
- I've had to move so many times Lingwo and the tennis court is really what's keeping me here.
- Haha Petal, glad you focused on the important stuff! :p

Day 1: No wine/cigarettes -

I have been so sick all day. I had the worst headache, was vomiting and everything. I had to take the morning off work and the hours I was logged in for were hell. A valuable lesson has been learnt. I actually feel fine now, thank God. I guess I expelled the poison from my system a bit faster than normal.

I was also bawling crying when I woke up this morning. I haven't cried like that in a while. I cried as I tore up the last of my cigarettes and threw them in the bin. I am just very rattled about the conflict yesterday and the pure nastiness that was the 'Fuck off' in the shopping centre. I really don't deserve that level of vitriol for calling someone out for being rude and having a temper tantrum. I have the right to take up space in my own home. I really think she's annoyed if I'm in there cooking or whatever and I 'get in her way'. Which is ridiculous. But, you know, the smoking and stuff - I'm really happy she said that. That's a bit of a wake up call for me. And the bad feeling in the house is totally worth it if it means I stop smoking. So I have to make sure I do this time!

The good thing about being sick is that you have absolutely no desire for your usual vices. The thought of a cigarette now is so disgusting to me. Long may this feeling last. I expect when I'm back to full working order tomorrow, it might not be as simple as that. But look, I'll just have to stay focused.

3 Good Things:
1. Even though I was vomiting and had the worst headache imaginable, I still managed to figure out how to do something tricky in the system for tomorrow. Delighted with that. It was also a comfort as I realised that meant I probably wasn't dying, haha.
2. I have successfully stayed away from the cigs/alcohol today.
3. I should be under calories today.

That's it for now - have a monstrous workload tomorrow as I have basically lost two days with all the shenanigans. I really hope the week gets better. I really am trying to be a good person and live a happy life, but it's not coming easy to me sadly.
 
Just a few ideas, Em-
Option A. I wonder how she would react if you appealed to her better side. Ask to have a chat with her & explain how much you're struggling & trying to give up smoking & drinking so much. Maybe say that you would like to start over & try again to have a better house-sharing arrangement, which would also involve decent communication between you if either of you does something that really annoys the other. Suggest going out for a coffee & a chat perhaps.
Option B. Ask if swapping rooms might alleviate some of the problems so that your going to the toilet would not disturb her as much.
Option C. Move back home for a week or two to give her a break & ask your Mum and/or Dad what they think you should do. They probably know you better than you think. I try not to make any value judgements when asked for advice by our sons.
Option D. Just try to be more considerate around the house for a week or so & gauge her reaction & then have that chat if she's no better.
Option E. Keep on keeping on & hope the situation gets better on its own.
 
Glad to see you are finding some positives in the whole situation! How many more days until the lockdown is over?
 
It's interesting how much more intensely our bodies react to poison when they're no longer used to it. Hope it helps you, but it must at least be a sign you've been cutting back quite a lot for a while.
 
- Thank your for your advice Cate. I'm going for a mix of options D and E, with a splash of C. I'll probably go home Saturday afternoon and stay overnight just to give her a bit of space.
- We have just finished week 3, so 3 more weeks Lingwo. I am OVER IT! Haha.
- I don't know if that's true LaMa, but thanks! :) I'm definitely taking an extended break from it now.

I feel a lot better this evening. I was kind of sad when I woke up this morning and was nearly crying a few times, but then I got my head stuck into work and it was okay again. Hopefully, the whole thing will just blow over. I did buy cigarettes today but I won't smoke after my housemate goes to bed. I feel like that's a compromise.

Day 2: No wine - ✔ ✔

Let's see how many ticks I can get. If I stick with it till the weekend after lockdown is lifted, it should be 24 ticks. That would be a good goal to have. I don't mind breaking my streak if it's for a social occasion. This might end up being a very good thing.

I actually ate really well today. I think my stomach is still a bit tender so I haven't had a huge desire for loads of rubbish for the first time in a while. Also, my weight was down this morning - the one plus of getting sick. It's so amazing how quickly the body recovers though. That's probably part of my problem.

I went for a walk after dinner (I had chicken and veggie stir fry with kidney beans again - it's really filling, even without the carbs) and I bumped into my friend from work so I walked with her for some part of it. It was actually fortuitous to meet her, cos I could tell she was kind of riled up and needed to offload to someone. I also told her about my household drama. So it was kind of a good way to blow off a bit of steam.

I rang my mum then this evening and she agreed that I could come home this weekend and stay. She was kind of crazy about sticking to the lockdown rules but I think she realises that I need this. I'm not going to move home though - it's way too much hassle and I'm paying rent here so I'm living here. That's how I feel for now anyway. But I might try to get a night or two at home at month, which might help things in the house. It is nice to have the place to yourself every once in a while.
 
Chicken/veg/bean stirfry sounds good. And so does walk-with-mental-cleanup with your colleague. I hope you'll feel better for the weekend at home.
 
A night or 2 at home a month sounds like a good breathing space for everyone, Em.
It was good to let off steam with your work colleague on your walk.
Are you going home this weekend? Have you seen SG lately?
 
- Yeah LaMa, I think it will be nice to spend some time with the people who love me most!
- Yeah, I actually have a dentist appointment where I'm from on Saturday, so I'll head home then Cate. No, I haven't seen him in ages, but he did text me before lockdown to say we should meet again afterwards. It's kind of tricky, cos he wants to come to my place so we can cook dinner, but I just... don't know how that will go down.

Day 3: No wine - ✔ ✔ ✔

Not bad. I do have a hankering for it, but best to lay low for a while. To be honest, I'm so much happier and more productive already. Even with the shit with the housemate, I was able to forget about it today and I got so much work done. It's definitely something I need to drop. Friday or Saturday night is okay, but not when I'm working. Anyway, I'm not going to give myself a hard time about it, because it's done now. There's been a fallout because of it. So I have a chance now to rectify the situation.

I do feel under a bit of strain however. I went for a really long walk tonight with one of the girls from work. It was raining pretty heavily but we still bumped into two sets of different people we know. That's how much people want to get out of the house! Anyway, I got soaked and I came home and it was nearly 9, and then I was wondering if it's too late to put on a wash? Then I was like, this is ridiculous, I need to wash my wet jeans. So I put it on, and then I closed the kitchen door so that the noise wouldn't be disturbing anyone. And then my other housemate came into the hallway and I heard her grumbling to herself about the kitchen door being closed. So I can't fucking win like.

So, anyway, I've decided to put my energy into the things I like and the good stuff in my life, and forget about all the rest of it. I think there is a thaw with the housemate I had the fight with though. I do think she feels bad about what happened. We're not exactly talking but she's saying hi and stuff, which is sometimes all I get on a good day anyway, so there's hope there. I'm going to see it all working out and this whole thing being forgotten about.

That's all for now. Byeeeeee.
 
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Sounds like a lot of things remain unsaid in your house. Maybe it's time for a house meeting to make or revisit the rules.
 
Hi Em
I think house sharing just comes with a lot of angst , I remember hating it most of the time . Good you Are getting out walking with friends
 
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