Isn't it silly how the smallest things make you upset, H had posted something on his Fb page about football, and the only two people commenting were him and ow, and it just made me cry, so dumb. on a brighter note I have the twins booked in for swimming lessons on Wednesdays starting next week, so that will be awesome for them, and me, another active thing for us to do, just waiting for someone to get back to me about kickboxing classes, might help to get some of the anger out. had to send h a text before, about dropping off my steam mop, asked ppolitely, said thanks, left it at that. didn't engage or pursue past that. He wants to talk, he knows where to find me. seems to be getting in deeper with ow.
