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<\/p>\nYou know I have been having therapy. Extensive. And this week I had to confess to my therapist that I stayed with David 1.0 last week.<\/p>\n
\u2018Gah! No! Why?\u2019 she asked.<\/p>\n
\u2018Well. It was some godawful Vogue fashion event, and all hotels were \u00a3600-plus, not including breakfast or water.\u2019<\/p>\n
\u2018But you could have booked an Airbnb.\u2019<\/p>\n
\u2018Yes, but Airbnbs aren\u2019t clean enough for me. I\u2019m like David Beckham. I put my earrings in surgical spirit overnight.\u2019<\/p>\n
\u2018And David 1.0\u2019s flat is?\u2019<\/p>\n
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\u2018No. But I am trying to buy a house. And I get stressed going to somewhere I don\u2019t know.\u2019<\/p>\n
\u2018But you are just making excuses. You can afford to stay somewhere. You earn a good living. The cost is too high.\u2019<\/p>\n
I know she is right. I tell her I have to stay in London for three nights because I have work Christmas parties.<\/p>\n
\u2018I never go to work parties,\u2019 she tells me.<\/p>\n
Yes, but I think being an employee works both ways. You show loyalty. I have to show willing. She says I should tell David what I need. And so I send him the following text. The contretemps is entirely the therapist\u2019s fault.<\/p>\n
\u2018Hey Dave. I\u2019ve got Christmas party season. Means I need to be in London for three nights. I would love to stay with you not just to save money but because I love you. But I\u2019m afraid your loo and kitchen are a disgrace. I can\u2019t respect someone who lives like that. It shows me you don\u2019t care about my needs or love me. I\u2019m not being princessy. Any woman would want a clean kitchen and loo and breakfast. You didn\u2019t make me anything to eat ahead of an arduous 300-mile journey on public transport. That tells me so much. And in the car to the station you said you would go to Borough Market for artisan food on the way home. Can you see this isn\u2019t normal? I\u2019m not asking for anything out of the ordinary. It\u2019s a basic. The minimum. If you can\u2019t give me this I am afraid, much as I love you, I cannot see you again. With love. Liz xxxx\u2019<\/p>\n
He replies.<\/p>\n
\u2018Ouch, that hurts. I had cleaners in three times for four hours at a time. So I know that every room was cleaned, including all the woodwork.<\/p>\n
\u2018There are problems: the kitchen sink and surrounding. I had a chemical accident, which stained them. I need to replace them, but they were clean. The toilet seat was clean though the paint has worn away making it look stained. I admit that there were lots of products etc on the kitchen surfaces \u2013 I had run out of time and energy to finish. I did try to get someone to clean the kitchen walls but I couldn\u2019t find anyone to do it. I got new flooring in the kitchen and bathroom. And bought luxury new pillows, duvet and bedding. The flat was as clean as I could get it. And I was exhausted from the process. As for breakfast, I\u2019m sorry, I just didn\u2019t think. But you\u2019ve got a tongue in your head. You should have said something at the time. Clearly, I will never get things right for you no matter how much I try \u2013 it is never appreciated. I just don\u2019t have the energy physically or mentally. So, if I\u2019m not enough then I wish you well xxxx.\u2019<\/p>\n
Jeez. Who doesn\u2019t think about breakfast? Who? What woman would put up with that? No bread, no special coffee?<\/p>\n
I replied. \u2018I didn\u2019t say anything at the time as I was exhausted. But the loo, David. The loo. No woman would put up with that. Not unless she was insane or your ex. It was black. And what in god\u2019s name is a chemical accident? What were you thinking? Find some other slut who doesn\u2019t care about basic hygiene. I\u2019m done. And no breakfast when I had a long journey ahead of me? Ouch, that hurts.\u2019<\/p>\n
Am wondering if therapy is working. I\u2019m right, but I\u2019m alone.<\/p>\n
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