Husband always moaned at having to have it on the TV at all, and I have to say, if it weren't for Tall Girl I don't think I would be watching all of it either, but together with her, it was fun. It was our girly time together.
On Friday night, as the X Factor theme tune played out of the TV, Husband rushed to the sofa to sit by Tall Girl.
"You never used to like the X Factor" I hazarded.
"Was that sarcasm I can hear?" Was his reply.
"No" I said, but he went on, with his own brand of sarcasm.
I find it hard to talk back, especially when the children are around. Why can't I stand my ground here? I hate that I can't be me, I buckle, I am not strong. Why? The harsh words make me cry, which I do silently in the kitchen. I wish it was different.
This year TG has a new TV partner, I should be glad for her. I am sad.
(Then again, hopefully, soon, he will be my ex factor!)