Yesterday .I was visiting my dad in hospital when DH phoned asking me to take a friend's kids to a firework party with our DD - I agreed. I got back home later than expected - to find (to my horror) that DH had gone out and our friend's two kids were waiting on the doorstep for me.
I was sooooo angry with DH for not being at home.
Then, I went into a complete meltdown and in the ensuing chaos of trying to get DD ready for party I lost my handbag, keys, and my cool! . Then the traffic was atrocious and I turned the air blue with my swearing.

I now feel such a plonker for loosing it....but DH says it's all my fault for coming home late from the hospital. Hmm surely he shouldn't have gone out without telling me. ??