So_hopeful81
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My poor fiancé. He has been working soooo hard recently. Tonight he was in the office until 7. He then had to drop into our friends house and pick up Imogen's jazz shoes for her drama class in the morning. He eventually got home at 9 pm. I had felt nothing but pity for him- but when I sat down at 9pm to eat the special lasagne I had made for him instead of offering him my sympathy- I dished out a barrage of anger at the fact that he is working so hard, thus putting us second. How poor Imogen doesn't get to spend quality time with him anymore and how I am
Barely managing to keep this up with one child- but I most certainly won't be able to do it with 2!!!! Poor man then had me crying over my dinner and explaining that everything was just soooo tough for me right now! Stupid woman!!!! How bloody dare I be so unfair to him. He is working all the hours he can to try to get things sorted so that I don't have to worry about things- and I have the audacity to moan at him
When he walks through the door! I am so cross with myself!!!
Grrrrrrr to me for being dreadful!!!
Barely managing to keep this up with one child- but I most certainly won't be able to do it with 2!!!! Poor man then had me crying over my dinner and explaining that everything was just soooo tough for me right now! Stupid woman!!!! How bloody dare I be so unfair to him. He is working all the hours he can to try to get things sorted so that I don't have to worry about things- and I have the audacity to moan at him
When he walks through the door! I am so cross with myself!!!
Grrrrrrr to me for being dreadful!!!