Bit of a rocky start, tummy not too good, aint some crisps the previous evening and i felt decididly sick. had a relaxing morning, not rushing around and in the afternoon we had planed to go to a battle reinactment but as little one had a party we didint have enough time. so we went to the party. I was getting anxious in the car so i started talking myself into being calm and everything was going to be ok. when i got there the village hall was et on the edge of the valley and in the valley was the sports field where the kids party was being held. Pimms and ice cream was served for the parents and we all had a lovely time chatting and putting the worlds to rights. the sun was out with a cool breeze and there was nothing more one could ask for for a lovely sunday afternoon.
The evening carried through the same right up until hubby came in whilst i was in bed trying to raise my stress levels as to come up with an answer as to who was going to look after the house for the week whilst on holiday, shouting the odds and trying to get me angry. I did rasie my voice but i didnt get stressd, an indeed i told him so too. That as e wanted the house to be looked after then he should arrnge something. After all i organsied thehliday and would do the shopping and even the packing if he cant organise soemthing then thats poor show. this moring hes all smiles and but im going to ask for an apology for trying to upset me.