Cod Widow's Diary Week 2

He's at work today so it's a footie free day in the house.YIPPEE.

Sad mans got the week off. God help me. Right,girls off to school and I'm about to leave for work, its 8-50am and the PC belts out the latest karaoke. Now don't get me wrong, I quite like the karaoke's, but at this time of day? Sad man just giggles to himself at my displeasure. Which leaves me wondering if I sent the right one's to school, oh well, little boys will play. I suppose.

Came home about 11-30 and that tw*t, Nicko to you, has been on the PC all morning, well, one look from me and he's off. That's him sorted.(hehehe)

Its here, yes you guessed it. Matchday. Town at home to Wolves tonight. Got no joy out of him all day. By teatime I had had enough, told him what I thought about the list, fishy, footie and lots of other things as well. Poor little lamb didn't know where to put himself.

The pig (Nicko) didn't come home from footie, he went to the club and got half pissed instead. Well sod him, I'm off to bed. At least I didn't have to listen to him rant on about the game all night.

I'm not in a very good mood today, bit like yesterday really. Nicko notices my not so happy mood and tries to lie low. All day as well. Well he ain't getting off that lightly.***** and another thing *** ******* *** ***** so there. The least said about today the better.

Ditto yesterday.

Wake up fresh as a daisy. I don't hate anyone today. Sad man smiles. PMT alert seems to be over. Leave him reading the emails and go to work. He even made me a cuppa when I got home. PMT cant be all that bad then, hahaha.

Today is a bad day all round. Barnsley away, and we can't go. This is one of the few fixtures I always go to. He has to work tonight so we can't go. Both gutted. He listens to humbs and goes in chat room on the fishy. The usual 'keep quiet and don't talk to me' syndrome comes over him about 20 mins before the game starts. He logged in chat for 2nd half under a suedo, psyudeo, sudo, sod it, false name. Tommy Tyke. Got a bit of banter going, was quite funny really, Stu and Billo were prob quickest to suss he wasn't a Tyke for real. Some one else logged in as chez then as chez's bra. We sussed who it was though. Quite a 'harrowing'experience you could say.