I pushed myself out of the house in tracksuit bottoms and trainers, big fat coat over the top of my jammie, wolly hat to hide my greasy, tangled hair (thank goodnes for the cold).
I thought I was gonna break down in tears all the way there but I didn't. I took the ipod advice from here and adapted it -I pulled my phone out and pretended I was on it so wouldn't have to talk to anyone on the way (it's a small town). Didn't pay the bills coz standing in the que made me feel nauseus, but I got there.
Also DH called and unmprompted said he was being a prick and apologised, which cheered me up.
I now feel a bit stronger, I wanna see what I can to deal with things. First I need to hire help for the office and the house, I don't need stress piling up.
Thank you ladies x