Got in last night from the pub, DP fast asleep in bed.
Was a bit peckish so ordered a kebab, delivered and scoffed fully. I then look in the fridge for milk and see in the freezer compartment Ben Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie, AND Haagen Dazs Strawberry Cheesecake.
Temptation too high. The next hour was one of watching gorgeous people on the 'net and gorging myself on ice cream. OMG my face was covered in cream.
I sneaked up to bed, but this morning OH has found the evidence and is threatening divorce, restricting access to the kids and that I need to move out to give her space.
What do I do? 


(I've been here on MN for some years now, this isn't some kind of shitty slant against women - purely lighthearted)