He was away the night before my 40th this weekend. See other depressing thread.
Just went through his bags. Cos he's out again like last night. And found a packet of viagra with one missing. Delivered to boots at the train station.
I'm livid. And we'd just had a conversation where he said he still wanted to come to relate on Thursday. I'm so so angry.
I've put my key in the lock and told him to fuck off. It's not my finest hour but I don't know how I'm going to put the kids to bed I'm shaking.