I wanted to do it for so long, i dreamt about it, daydreaned about it. Yesterday i did it i left my husband after 42 years aged 62. After having grief, then depression after losing my mum 5 years ago. I had got so i could no longer stand it at home, it was no longer home. Husband is worlds biggest coach potato, refuses to go anywhere, do anything. I could no longer witness it, even resorted to tablets to numb how bad i felt. The weight is just starting to lift off my shoulders.
Good Morning Wednesday 13th May 2026
Being asked for an honest opinion
To be really irritated by chefs over praising their own food?
or should that be ???
(I mean I must irritate my OH)