We headed back to Canada this evening. We had a long meeting at work on this new marketing and vision content. One person is leading the meetings, and it all feels chaotic and ugly. I don't like the process, it isn't putting Jay in a good light, just more gunky, choppy shit at work.
I felt angry in the car, up here. I don't feel close to Jay. We came back to try and finish up our trip that got interrupted last weekend. We decided to come back and buy some art that we'd found.
I don't know if this will end up being a good idea or not. More standoffishness, more distance, more just being roommates.
This used to be a place we came to and enjoyed. We used to have good memories here. Now, it just seems to be the place we go to escape our real life, recover, see if we can still enjoy each other and surface enough to have fun.
That doesn't seem like a vacation; that seems like a chore in a nicer location.
Something has to change.