It is my birthday today and the only people who have acknowledged it are DH and MIL.
DCs wont stop screeching and screaming and whining. I am supposed to be cooking dinner for PILs coming later, and baking my own cake (!!!!) but instead, I am sitting on here, drinking wine and being deafened by the silence of my phone and facebook.
Long story. Shitty story. But I am devastated about some stuff that has been going on in my so called family, and the fact that it is my birthday is just magnifying it all.
So
cheers people, happy fucking birthday to me.