Me Time

I always seem to write when I'm cross or generally fed up which is unfortunate because most of the time I have lots of fun with my family.

This evening I am supposed to be going to my exercise class but my husband has decided to work late. I don't think he realizes that this 1 hour a week that I get to go out in the car by myself is very precious or that there is no point joining an exercise class if you never get to exercise.

I clearly need to go for a run around the living room as I'm definitely getting a little more grrrrrrrrr as each moment passes.