Went out last night for friends birthday. Had intended getting last train home @ 12, but kinda didn't.
Text Dh at 12,30 to say we had missed train but not to worry. No response.
Got home (after a fab night
) about 3.30
He's not speaking to me. At all.
I have apologised but inside I'm screaming "so fucking what I went out"
I feel about 15.
Sorry tis a bit of a meh post. Hungover and feeling sorry for myself.