Yesterdays' down day was (rather bizarrely) after a REALLY good weekend. I'm going to try and explain this the best i can. Saturday i did MORE shopping in Chelmo town centre which was awful, i went to a party, yes, a pre Christmas party with loads of people i didn't know. My boyfriend drank so i had to drive and i stayed for over 3 hours. Then on Sunday we went shopping for his Christmas tree, went round other friends for a cuppa, decorated his tree, went shopping, queued up in Argos for ages....and came home. I haven't been to a 'party' since before Stinky was born and i hate driving at night,....and i have NEVER been Christmas tree shopping...ever! These things were done with ease and at no point did i feel anything, no panic, nor anxiety. That's good - right???? You'd think so....... ...NO! In my head, it's not good. (This is where it get's complicated, so bare with me...). When i do good things, it's no biggy . I don't p...