Had a massively busy week at work and have got home at about 9pm every day. So was really looking forward to a lie in this morning and having some time to myself.
Dp has informed he agreed to breakfast plans for 9:30 with some of our friends. I’d told him that I didn’t fancy it and didn’t want to fork out £30 on a breakfast somewhere I think is massively overrated and overpriced.
But now I’ve got to hurry and get out all the while the house is a dump because dp didn’t do any laundry or load the dishwasher.