Restrained Violation Take 2
We were both so incredibly tired. Weeks like THAT, where you’re busy with engagements, catch ups, work, adverse weather conditions, faulty cars, appointments and the rest don’t come along too often, so it was nice to finally be done with an exceptionally busy one and then crawl into bed at a reasonable hour to recharge the batteries. As I lay there, listening to him trying to slow down his breathing (an old insomniac’s trick of the trade), staring at the back of my eyelids, I thought about a few things over and over, “How are we going to afford the purchase this new apartment and get his car completely fixed, go on holidays, pay the bills, buy the new laptop and help his mother out, without having to live on brown rice and tea? At …