30th June 2015

Cobwebs are everywhere at the moment, the garden is full of them.

Current mood: total despair and aggravated at the lack of help and support from my husband. All I did was ask him to put away the chairs and picnic blanket from yesterday and I got a mouthful of abuse. He gets it off his chest and gets back to normal. I, on the other hand, am made to feel like a piece of dirt and then I get nasty remarks this evening because, apparently, I'm selfish. I should've put a bet on it that he would get shitty at some stage this week; it's a full moon.