Tonight’s been horrendous. I don’t normally like football but it’s England and it’s history in making I get it either win or lose however since showing that interest it’s just gone a little haywire here but I think I’m being a bit daft ? Or I
Know I’m not being daft but seeking reassurance if honest. There’s now a hole in our bedroom door and my arm was twisted from the wrist. I talk with my hands bbq a lot so gesticulate all the time but me getting excited with the football seemed to make my husband less interested in it. He shouted at me that I’d be calling police etc I don’t see how but why does it have to be that I can’t be excited or have an opinion ?