its been an ok day, well just a normal thursday really. I work 3 days have thurs off. Took DS to his toddler group this afternoon, came home. DP rang me as his car is getting fixed so and it wasn't ready so had to go and pick him up from work. Hadn't made any dinner so he said he'd go and get chips. I put DS to bed while he was out, then we had chips, then i washed up, took out the bins (all bloody 5 of them!!!) for bin men in the morning, and hung some washing up upstairs. Then i've just come back in living room and DP has gone to bed at 9 cus he's tired.
Just feel like his birthday is treated as such a big event, we always go out for a meal and drinks etc, and mine is just nothing.
Just feeling sorry for myself i suppose, he is quite stressed at the minute as he's had redundancy looming at work but found out today he keeps his job but his mate doesn't.