at last- i plucked up the courage to speak to hubby- after a traumatic friday-told him i was leaving.
we have had a brill talk, ive explained everything- we arnt sure how to move forward with some things but, im going to down grade work, and talk to my brother about taking on some aspects of the business that are getting busy, and need someone to put a lot of time and effort into, i have always felt so terribly guilty about not pulling my weight and inadvertantly ended up doing a lot of stuff really badly, he said he never expected me to do as much as i am- he is happy for me to be at home doing mum/housewify'stuff if thats what i want, our sticking point is i have no outside space- which is strange as we live in the countryside- its a bit complicated but we share all outside space with MiL. my world ends at the back door,i love her to bits but she is very protective of the outdoor side of things. and im worried that if im just here my world is going to be very clostrafobic- but at the same time if we say we want some outside space for our selves am i just adding more preassure to hubby if at any time im not well enough to keep it up.
your thoughts would be appreciated