Up and did the before school routine. Called at the shop on the way back from school run to get sausage and buns for mine and other half’s breakfast. He was a right mardy so and so yesterday, so I thought this may put him in a better mood.
Made us brekky, he left half his as the sausages were “spicy”. They weren’t.
I decided to get on with some cleaning. Dusted and hoovered the 3 bedrooms. Cleaned the bathroom. Hoovered the stairs. Listened to the new My Dad wrote a Porno Christmas episode at the same time.
Came downstairs and wrapped the rest of the kids presents.
Received no help during all of that. He was doing some work, even though it’s supposed to be his day off. Fed up of his miserable attitude so went upstairs to chill for 20 mins before the school run. He came up and made a sarcastic comment about having a great day off. Clearly it’s my job to suggest something to do, as he can’t possibly! I called him up on his twatty attitude, he told me to forget it
Thankfully it’s now school run time so I’ll go do that before I knock his block off. Bloody men. Sorry for ranting, I feel better now though!