So, it’s 5.45pm on a weekday. Husband is not home from work. I’m cooking the evening meal and have been anxiously glancing out of the window for the past half an hour to see if his car has pulled up outside yet. It hasn’t. Hubby leaves work at[…]

We have talked about decorating. For seven years we’ve talked about it. We decorated the two smaller bedrooms. We redecorated the kitchen and I painted the bathroom (badly). We even got around to painting our bedroom (after 5 or 6 years) which we said we’d do as soon[…]

Apparently I haven’t been a good enough wife in some way or another and my husband has decided he should trade me in.  I say trade me in; what I really mean is get rid of me once and for all.  And this is how he plans to[…]