Goodnight all and hello to anyone new! I can't keep up and I'm ever so slightly inebriated tonight (only 2 large glasses, so don't go worrying)
It was a truly crap day. Cry, cry ,cry all day long. I texted XP and said ds is ill, he's your son, it's still legally your house, come and see him if you want. It's up to you. It was the first time he'd set foot in the house in 12 days. I dissolved in a heap. Told him I still loved him (true). Told him I didn't know if I could ever forgive him (true). Reminded him that he obviously didn't love me enough (he didn't deny it).
Then I went to slimming world and apologised for my weight loss(!) of 10.5lb and promptly burst into tears in front of everyone. But all's well that ends well. I managed to tell a few people what had happened and you know, this happens to soooooo many people. It's quite commonplace really. Nothing unique about us ladies! Anyway, two of my slimming world mates are taking me out for a meal (ironic) on Friday.
When i got home big ds had cooked me some dinner and dd came round and made me laugh. So it was a crap day but it's ok now. Ho hum.
Tougher, armbow, tea, mummy, breakfastfairy, mmumfun - we can do this, we're stronger than we think and they are mere weak, feckless men. I said to my dd that I hoped little ds did not grow up like his father. What does that say? Apart from the fact that I've had too much to drink?
Goodnight xxx