ds ,for the first time, has gone to stay with his father tonight. So far i have managed to cry.... a lot. Burn my tea, under cook my 'special treat no child in the house' pudding, Cut my leg shaving whilst in my 'me time bath' and realise that the bath bomb a thought i bought was infact just a lump of soap.
I have no enthusiasm for the expensive bottle of wine i bought, there is crap on the telly and i am feeling utterly fed up!!!!!
ooph!