It’s september weekend here in Scotland so I’ve taken today and Monday off work to look after the DC who are off school.
I’ve had a totally pants week this week. I am hating Work and a dear friend of mine is in hospital in an induced coma and likely to die after collapsing this week. I saw him in hospital and have been trying to support the family.
DH has been at work today and come home in a strop. He’s upset too about our friends situation but we have very different coping mechanisms. I’m mainly crying and he’s mainly super grumpy and being very sharp with his words.
So inevitably we’ve had an argument tonight. He got home at 730pm and has started to have a go about “wasting my day off”
What I actually did was wait for ages for the cleaner to turn up, took the kids and dog for a long walk, had lunch with DH (I was late because I underestimated how long the walk would take so understand that would be annoying) and then I was planning on taking the DC swimming but the pool was closed this afternoon and frankly I’m knackered and ended up asleep. Then we have been procrastinating about what to do tomorrow and the event we fancied has now sold out.
IABU that’s it’s my day off and therefore up to me how I use it. I am self employed so not working = no money but my POV is that if I’m knackered and just want to sleep all day that’s up to me.