We had friends coming to stay the night and go out for dinner on Saturday night. We'd not seen them for ages and my DS and their DD get on really well. DS was really excited at the prospect.
They've just 'phoned tonight to say they're not coming because another friend who lives abroad has in the UK for a week because her father is ill. She would like to stay that Saturday night with the friends who were coming over to ours. They've agreed and rang to let me know. Why it couldn't be the Friday or another night, I don't know.
I nearly burst into tears when my friend told me this. I think he knew I was really upset and I felt such a fool. I didn't want to put another date in the diary to meet them because I felt I would come across as a bit of a doormat.
And I've not got PMT. Why has this got to me so much?