Morning all. to wellieboots and stunt and tits. The thought of the dreaded 4 months send shivers down my spine.
I am worried about dh. I don't know what's going on but he's not right. He says he doesn't know what's wrong either. He comes across as being depressed, which he has been before, but he says he doesn't feel that way, and that he's never felt like it before. He feels fed up, and although he says not to take it to heart, it seems that nothing I can do is right. It's like he can't be bothered with anything at all. Not sure what, if anything, I can do to make things any better. Feeling pretty low myself today, as he's gone off to work in his funny mood with barely 2 words to me 