He told me to go. I offered to stay. He said he’d be fine. But that was BEFORE.
On my way out the door, he didn’t actually give me the stink eye. I had gotten to go grocery shopping BY MYSELF.
Aggh. But I let him order school books and took his spot playing tinker toys.
But grocery shopping was nearly two hours!
Yeah, well most of the time he let the kids play video games.
Ok. Time to get over the self-imposed guilt trip. It’s ok to be a foster mom and leave hubby at home while I go out with a friend.