It’s been an angry week for me. Well, the first few days were pretty fab, but it went steeply downhill from Wednesday onwards.
I am trying to swallow the hate and focus on the love, but geez it’s freaking hard sometimes.
Yesterday Husband asked me about minding the kids for a long weekend so he could go away with his girlfriend.
This is the man who couldn’t mind my dog for two days in the family home because it was “too emotionally difficult”. And don’t get me started on the bloody girlfriend bit.
I don’t know about you, but his request made me really, really cross.
I’m talking four-letter word, door-slamming cross. I’m not one for yelling – ask anyone who knows me, personally or professionally – but I totally lost it.
I mean, seriously. He left me in February. We were together 23 years.
Don’t you think it’s a bit insensitive? Or am I being too sensitive?
Song of the day: Adele “Rolling in the deep”