Glad you like it, FY. I'm usually a sucker for that booby prize.

H called just before supper to ask if he could go out for a drink with a couple of university friends. I said sure.

I actually hate it when he's out though. I know he will have had too much to eat and drink. Tomorrow night, he has a work Christmas party. Thursday night we're having a party for all S13's carers. He'll be in a foul mood by Friday (cranky and overtired). I'll have to be careful not to let myself get pulled into a fight.

I can't blame H for how I feel when he's out because I've always hated it--whoever I've been with. He couldn't care less if I go out (from what I can tell) but I get pretty caught up in worrying about what he's up to.

I'll read a bit on this board. That should help keep me on track.


Me: 51
H: 52
T: 23 yrs
M: 19 yrs
S18, D16, S14 (special needs)
PA: 2003/2004
Piecing: 2004 on
Suspect H had EA: 8/2012-12/2012