Blindsided

I’m absolutely blindsided by this!

Really? Blindsided? Because there were plenty of signs.

This break up is coming out of the blue for me.

But our relationship is 90% fighting, 5% stoney silence and 5% forced politeness.

I’d like to redefine blindsided as blind to the signs.

I think each major decision has a trail of breadcrumbs before it.

For example a football player leaving a club is usually preceded by unsigned contracts, tense interviews and rumoured training ground bust ups.

It’s less shocking to the public because the press keep their finger on the pulse and have the deterioration of the relationship well documented.

The trouble with private relationships is that you have to be your own detective.

I’d say no conclusion surprises Sherlock Holmes because he’s so observant. He could read the signs a mile away.