arrgh i sound like one of those women ... and like I'm in a bad relationships, which I'm not, I'm in a great relationship. mostly. but here I am again, two wee ones (one 6 months) in bed upstairs, not knowing whether dh is coming home. he called at 7 and said he was leaving in half an hour, then at 9 he was still in the pub. I don't know whether he is asleep on a train, whether he has lost his phone or refusing to answer. I do know he is really really really drunk. i don't know how to get him to understand that it's not fair - it's not just that I haven't been out properly in months, last night I was in tears on him over the anniversary of something really sad and today he called and I was still down, and I didn't even know he was going out ... and oh god maybe I am unreasonable?