Sometimes I wonder why I bother. I was at the GP today. I need to wait 2-4 weeks for a consultant appointment. I'm trying not to worry but I am worried.
DH is acting like he has the worst life in the world- overworked, stressed, too busy, no life and to top it off I forgot he was going for a run and didn't have his dinner ready at 6.
Really? He is having a bad day??
I think I've given him too much of my time. I don't really see my friends. I don't have any hobbies or do anything outside work and home really. He keeps encouraging me to do stuff but when I do I end up working longer to make up for it. We work together. We're self employed.
But sick of it all today.
Sorry for the rant.