Bad time at the dentist.
I went last week as I'd lost part of my back tooth, so he put a filling in.
It hadn't been right since, aching alllllll the time and i put up with it thinking it would get better whilst living on pain killers.
So today when i went back he said ' oh sorry, I left some muck in there and didn't clean it properly', meaning last week.
He then scraped my already swollen gum and it hurts really bad. Came home with pain killers and went to bed.
Middle son came over to tell me he was moving in THIS weekend! Great! 'Have you told your father?'.
'Yes'.
'Oh, so I'm the last to know!'.
He grinned. When he did that I melted.
So, now I'm living with 3 men in the house.
Oh joy!
Last thing I need is for my eldest son to come home. No, no, no, no,no.
I'm going back to bed and put my head under the pillow.