I felt a bit deserted by my other half this weekend. I know I’ve been working but I’ve spent time at home. I’ve come back this evening he’s still not home. It’s great he’s seeing his parents. He doesn’t need to spend nights over when there’s not reason to.
He told me he’s coming back this evening but I have no idea when and he’s not replying to my messages. He’s said he’s bringing me a plate from Sunday dinner. By the time he’s back I might not want to eat.
I’m being paranoid and a bitch.
The house is asbestos free. Me and my step dad went to B&Q to get what is needed for the week.
Finished: Don’t tell the bride to be by Anna Bell
