now what?

After feeling bad all weekend I had a short sleep after Sunday lunch and awoke feeling entirely fine and reconciled about everything. That was that, I thought. Tariff now was three days, not so bad. Then today was bad again, although no longer chagrinned so much as melancholy. I was on a training course, so didn't see Madame, but also had perhaps too much time to sit and ponder.

Anyway, then after getting home I got a text message from her - "Hope the training went well, wld u be able to help with my job appl tomorrow?"

Do I understand what's going on or not? Asking for further help with the job app (which she produced on Thursday afternoon for me to look over also, shortly after my unsuccessful pre-pounce) seems like adding insult to injury. On the other hand maybe it's a test? Or she doesn't know how important Thursday was to me? Or it was just the time or location she didn't like and something is still due to happen? If you exclude that one incident from Thursday the day still looks promising (handholding, goodbye kiss), perhaps there's been a further huge misunderstanding on my part? Or I may be clutching at straws. Perhaps she's just entirely shameless about getting help from wherever she can, and she knows I'm so twisted around her little finger I'll do anything for her?

Back on Planet Earth I have to help Mrs K out with her own job application, The Brother meanwhile, who's been helping me with the flat refurb has gone there this afternoon with this woman "Biscuits" that he met on the internet, to have sex on my new mattress. That can't be right, surely? Everyone gets to misbehave in my flat except me...