I wanted to do it for so long, i dreamt about it, daydreaned about it. Yesterday i did it i left my husband after 42 years aged 62. After having grief, then depression after losing my mum 5 years ago. I had got so i could no longer stand it at home, it was no longer home. Husband is worlds biggest coach potato, refuses to go anywhere, do anything. I could no longer witness it, even resorted to tablets to numb how bad i felt. The weight is just starting to lift off my shoulders.
What’s a household item that reminds you of your grandma’s house?
What fashion items remind you of your parents?
What words annoy you when used wrong or people don't know the meaning of?


or should that be ???
(I mean I must irritate my OH)