I've walked around the supermarket because he's decided to diet . No carbs so I've sourced, meat and vegetable plus nuts to sustain him. I put on the dishwasher before I left. He's emptied the top half left the rest to me coz you know division of labour innit.
I'm so bloody annoyed. He does zero in the house, pink job. Bins I stand outside 52 weeks a year sorting plastic, tin, glass, paper, cardboard, he's a hero for dragging it up six steps.
I'm so bloody annoyed if we didn't share the cooking somewhat I'd chuck him out. Even though some of his meals end up in the dogs