I don’t want them here. DH is out (sport he does every Sunday) there’s washing all over the place, the place is a tip, I’ve got a cold, there’s no food in (DH going to supermarket on the way home) and they’re sat on the sofa in the other room waiting for him.
I let them in so as to not cause a scene and now I’m crying in the bedroom.
I hate it when they do this. I’m in my 30s, I should be able to tell them to get out of my home.
Can’t get hold of DH, he leaves his phone in the car. Have left a message to come straight home and get rid of them.
They KNOW he’s out at this time. They pretended they forgot. I don’t know what they want.