Yesterday started like crap I don't mind admitting it. The youngest munchkin that started school last week part-time had her first full day yesterday. I came back in through the front door feeling a bit down but decided I could do better than that! Did the housework, stripped beds, hoovered made a lasagne from scratch - all by 10.30. Then just sat on the stairs and cried :-/

I just sat there thinking off all the hours I now have just stuck in this house. Everytime the husband rang I was offhand and downright rude to be honest :oops: I reminded him that when we first got back together I specifically told him I didn't 'do' staying at home. All I kept getting were grunts and moaning that he wouldn't ring me again if I was gonna be so rude (chance would be a fine thing).

The housework seemed to pass even quicker today so I thought rather than spend my time weeping like a twat on the stairs I'd do something more productive ;)

I registered for a contact site for illicit encounters - got talking to an accountant (going up in the world here now!!). We are going to meet up in a couple of weeks. And no, I couldn't give a shite to be honest. If I was allowed out to work then I wouldn't be here on my own constantly thinking and bored rigid. So now I'm going to have some fun - and with any luck some mind-blowing sex B)