A few days ago I eloped with Arthur in a balloon and we got married somewhere in France, with just enough time to ourselves for a supper and a bit of a honeymoon in Calais before we came back to see lonely_god
At our wedding, poor Arthur was even more nervous than I was! And France was so beautiful. I've never seen country as pretty as that. And to be up in a balloon, in air so clear it felt healthy just to breathe it, and to see the lovely landcapes below, and an impossibly unpolluted ocean! It was about the most wonderful day of my life.
But ever since then, things have gotten worse and worse.
I made a huge mistake. I misinterpreted miss_gate
's relationship with agent_harkness
completely, and I forgot that women having unmarried sex in this time is an unforgivable taboo. And I said something to the Doctor that offended my new sister-in-law so much that she expelled me from her house and refuses to speak to me or hear my apologies, much as I try to assure her that it was a big, stupid mistake.
So she hates me now, and sarah_gate
and Rose already hated me. What a wonderful start I've made in this family.
In the absence of anything else to do, I've been trying to apply what Miss Gate had been teaching me about running a household, but it hasn't gone very well. Mary has pretty much been running Arthur's house till now, and I have a feeling I try her patience with all the mistakes I keep making and that she'd rather I just kept out of the way. I feel completely useless.
I have no idea how much things are supposed to cost and my budgets keep falling to pieces, and my needlework is awful and poor Arthur has practically no socks left and I don't know how to cook any of the things they eat here and it's all so HARD to do everything. But I have to try be a good wife, and figure out how my house runs. This is the life I've chosen, after all.
And I want to try and make a nice home for Pfred in case she still wanted to live with us, even if it's only when and if she feels like having a place to come home to.
I just wish I hadn't alienated half of my brand-new family when I haven't even been related to them a week yet.
I wish Miss Gate would speak to me.
*wipes eyes and determinedly resumes work on sock half-ruined by inept darning*