Shit.
Started off badly with my wife not having time or inclination to open the card I had made for her. Got worse when my attempt at nice food was rejected with “I’m not hungry”. She then got stuck into a bottle of wine and phoned her parents and sister and I sat like a lemon on my own in the lounge.
I ended up opening her card up for her and reading her what I had written. She didn’t give much of a toss about it, so I ripped it up, stuffed it in her wine glass and went to walk the dogs. By the time I had got back, she was in bed.
She’s still in a bad mood with me.
Happy days. Now really looking forward to AFG.