So, on Sunday it came around. My anniversary, I’ve officially been Mrs Bell for over a year and with the husband for 3 years. Quite an achievement. Especially with how tough this year has been with my mental health.
I planned most of the day out in advance (thank you Groupon and my old work for the discount email) Good job I did as on the day we were pretty skint!
To be fair. We both did this very last minute. I got mine Friday he got his Saturday. I mad rushed Tesco and he mad rushed Asda… As you do.
However, I think it worked out.
I got him a beers of the world gift set for £5, some lindt choc for £3.50, a bag of chews for £1 and 3 candles for £1 each.
He got me… well. This cute little set up below!
ps: I LOVE the panda. It’s so soft and cute. He did wanna get me white zinfandel echo falls rose but… asda didn’t have any. He did get me summer berries instead which is a very reasonable subsitite I’d say. The man knows me well!
Anyway for our anniversary itself the husband and I went out to town for a bit. Which was the WORST idea ever. It was manic. I was not coping. Couldn’t look in half of the shops because of how busy they were. Oops. Was nice where we did look though.
We ended up in a pub nearer where we were going to eat in the end for a few pints and a talk which was nice. It was quiet, perfect even considering I was freaking out in town.
So yeah, we did end up going to Hollywood Bowl, playing some arcade games. They got rid of Time Crisis but the hubby’s okay with that. Why? They’ve got a freaking Halo arcade machine there! Yes, HALO! So yeah, he was like a kid at Christmas. To be fair, they had a few new games. Then again that Time Crisis was getting old and when I worked there it was breaking down a bit so… it was a needed change.
We played a bit of pool, went over to Bella Italia for food with the Groupon. Yes, James did an entire pizza to himself. I had my favourite dish. The starters were a mixed bag. The mozzarella was amazing, dough balls were… meh. Yes, we drank just water. Didn’t wanna pay any more.
There was also these really cute lego animal statues which were amazing to be honest.
Back at Hollywood Bowl we play some pool. We play 2 games and both times I lose by a stupid amount of points. Really? After some more pool and arcade, we headed home and just chilled cause my back and ribs were beyond killing me.
How I coped
In all honesty, in town. I didn’t. I should have known better considering it is the half term at the moment. But really?! On a Sunday to be THAT busy?! Man, that was something else.
I was fighting my mind the entire day because I wanted to enjoy it. I wanted to so badly. Being on and off was not helping…
It got it’s worst when we were eating food and I was just zoning out because my mind was telling me how bad it was. How rubbish. How I should have done better, made more effort done everything blah blah blah. James noticed bless his heart and tried reassuring me for a but. Just comforting me. It shouldn’t have to be that way but I’m glad he’s picking up on it and able to try and help.
He is my rock. I did enjoy it. I enjoyed the bowling and pool even if I ended up in more pain than I could have imagined. That’s okay though, it was worth it. My mind? not so much. However, that’s mental illnesses for you. They strike whenever, not just when it’s convenient.
I did pretty well and to be fair. It was nice to have time as a couple and try and be us. We hadn’t done that in a while. Not really since this mess with my mental health started. What better day than our anniversary to do it?
It’s not much of a story, the pictures are nicer as you can see. However, it’s not the expense that matters. It’s the time you spend together.
You can spend a fortune and have the same type of day as you would for cheap/free. It’s not the gifts, or the money spent that matters. It’s what you do, it’s how you spend the time you have and I think we did well. It was an anniversary on a budget and to be fair. It was more enjoyable than having some fancy 3-course meal and what not would have been as that’d have been all we could afford otherwise.
When you struggle with your mental health you don’t normally take that into account. When my mind got the better of me. I didn’t. It was hard. However, my mind is a bully. A relentless bully. I did my best and James loved it. That’s all that matters.
Hopefully when I can cope better and am ever working again.. I can give him an ideal date that would even shut my head up. I kind of promised that I would when I can cope anyway to make up for the hospital rushes. The staying overnight with me. The worry and stress I put on him because it’s not fair on him.
Yet, he’s still here… and why you ask? I guess it’s because he loves me.
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