The husband was working late tonight. Tomorrow we hand over a huge project, so I completely understand, and was trying really hard not to bother him.
So when the little 2 accidentally turned the hosepipe on the rabbit hutch, I got the big 2 to come and clean the rabbits out (this is not slave labour, but I am horribly allergic to fur, and so can’t do it – and I’m totes sticking to that excuse!). But I didn’t call him to moan.
So when the little 2 accidentally turned the hosepipe through the bifold doors on to the family room wooden floor, and I couldn’t get the mop to stay tall, I just used the mop at half height to clear up all the mess. But I didn’t call him to moan.
But when child number 3 fell over and head butted the kitchen floor and there was blood pouring everywhere, I did phone him (remarkably calmly!).
Thankfully she’s fine now (still insisting on holding a flannel near her face in case her nose starts again, and feeling very sorry for herself) and I’ve just heard his key in the lock. Phew!
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Poor G! And poor you! Sounds like you’ve had a stressful evening. Gin is (always) the answer 😘
It was E not G ** went back to check I’d counted the kids correctly **
She’s ok now.
Trying REALLY HARD not to drink in the week………………….
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