Count me in the foul mood bus. I'm not talking to DH. He's completely inconsiderate. I cant say anything right. He gets angry then says sorry i'm stressed!

No S**t i'm stressed too walking on friggin egg shells around him just because he's doing this stupid course.

Last night i slept on the sofa becoz he wanted to keep the study light on in the bedroom.

Tomorrow night is our anniversary dinner. Jezzz cant wait for that - NOT! It will be a quiet dinner.

Ann