Finally need to talk

It's been awhile since I've been on here. I think about it often but of course life takes over and I don't have time to talk about it, any spare second I would rather spend not thinking about all my life's issues. I got on here because I was at my computer and then I get a call back from my husband. So to start out this week has been very hard with the kids.....I'm sure part of it is because I'm pms-ing and I have been very irritable and then of course it's so frustrating I have cried like 3 times. I have been telling myself every night I need more patience, I need to be better the next day. Mind you my 3 yr old has been waking up whining, whining all day, all night, about everything. Everything else is a fight-whether it's getting dressed (even though it was her idea to get dressed at that exact minute, then she doesn't want to actually do it when you're there with the clothes....ugh), brushing teeth, hair, going to the bathroom even was a fight! So beyond that, the fighting, crying, screaming, I woke up today hoping it would be better. It was. It started out pretty good, the kids have been getting along for the most part (minus a few small fights which is hardly anything compared). I was happy it was Friday, I was thinking for the first time all week, maybe C will come home in a good mood because it's been a lot of silent dinners. I chalk it up to him being stressed at work and me at home. He gets home says things I think are mean. Then we're both annoyed and go to bed. It's been a great week. So, today I'm thinking great, we can enjoy the evening, we had talked about going out to dinner. Then he calls me and says he is going out for a beer after work. I say go ahead, it's no big deal. I mean in all reality he never does this, so it's good, go, have a good time. See you later. But on the other hand I am so sad. I am lonely and it's been a really rough week and I thought maybe we could all go out and do something and here I am now stuck with the fact that I will be home by myself with the kids for even longer than normal. I'm miserable now, I'm crying. I'm sad. I need something. I don't know what. I'm glad my kids are being good because it is making my life easier. But I'm sure I spoke too soon. And I'm sure everything will get better. My day will look up, or at least my weekend will..at some point.