Whats the punishment for throwing a dust-pan and brush at a cancer patient?
I was sooooooooooo
, it all snowballed at 5pm. You know what it like packing everything short notice for a selfcatering break, for 5!! Dh cleaned the car, I pack everything except his own clothes, mine, kids, towels, food, etc etc etc, its not easy. By 5pm I was really tired, went downstairs to find my kitchen trashed by the kids, mainly Rebecca. Then as I am on my hands and knees sweeping up the mess, dh says is there any fish in the freezer so we can have fish n chips tonight. I said there was but I had packed the bag of potatoes, they were in the car. "Why didnt you think about supper tonight", he bawled. Well, it took 1 second of sheer rage to rush from my feet to my head, picked up the dustpan and brush and hurled it at him in front of Rebecca[blush.I just lost it, said things I shouldnt have done and stormed off upstairs saying in my poshest voice a 4 letter word(yes Shabs). I dont want to sound ungrateful or pathetic but I am soooo fed up of the way our life is now, cant pre book, cant go abroad, jump on a plane, stay in this country, 3 nights here, 4 nights there, cant afford hotels, always self catering, pack the salt, loo rolls, mustard(first thing hell ask for), oh God I <strong>am</strong> being mean................just so so fed up because of this bloody cancer and its not going to go away. Just feel I dont want to go now tomorrow, its spoiled things:(