So, I get home at 8 pm.
Bear in mind now that I am looking after myself now and it is only her and our son.
Dishwasher not cleared from the morning, cooking just finished, vegetables still strewn all over and sink full of dishes.
Normally I would have cleared all that up - not any more.
Cruel? Probably
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