And now I can’t stop crying.
Exdh came to stay at mine for the weekend to look after dc’s. Not a long term solution but as he lived in a different city until CV situation dies down we both decided to do this rather than take dc’s on train to stay with him.
All day I have been looking forward to eating a syrup sponge that I got from Sainsbury’s with some custard that was in the cupboard. I warm up my syrup sponge but I can’t find the custard. I text exdh asking if he’d eaten my custard and he replied that he hadn’t but he threw it away as he noticed the BB date was the end of Dec and it looked like it had been in there a while.
Now I’m crying. I have PMT and I just wanted some fucking custard. I can’t leave dc’s at home to go and buy custard and anyway my syrup sponge is cold now. I actually hate him. I’m so glad I’m divorcing him, the absolute bastard.