Not so much a crap day just a crappy afternoon.
I have been working all through lockdown in a healthcare setting, sourcing PPE and staff mostly which has been stressful but is actually fine now.
DH has had a nasty stomach bug since last Wednesday, tested negative for COVID but has been very ill with the shits and cramps to which I have been suitable sympathetic while keeping my distance. I had to have 2 days off work because I couldn't go into work while we waited for the COVID results.
Arrive home today and he's had a good day'with his first solid poo' - thanks for that information hun!
So begins the litany of crap
Apparently I missed out on mcflurries by about 20mins, wasn't offered one when dh rung me on my way home- they could have got me one and popped it in the freezer.
Started building a very complicated Lego model with my eldest - first interaction they have really sought out in about 3weeks. Mum starts making dinner but feels the need to ask me what I think every 5 mins, should I do this, should I make that, how do you want me to do this?- I cook 99% of the time either do the cooking or leave it to me don't ask me when I'm concentrating.
We had to restart the Lego build about 5 times as it really is complicated so my frustrations was really building .
Dh then comes and starts asking me to decide intricate details about next years holiday as we need to book some parts in the next 2 days. We've talked this to death and honestly how can we make any decisions when we don't know what next year will bring.
My youngest announces that the toilet is blocked after everyone has pooed one after the other so I task DH with that as I'm fed up of clearing up mess that isn't mine.
He gives it an attempt and fails asking for me to help (reader Toilet blockage is a regular occurrence in this house). I direct him to the plunger.
Come up to use said toilet several hours Later and it's still fucking blocked - I really need to pee and there's the bend metal coat hanger lying on the floor next to the toilet.
I'm afraid I may have snapped at this point.
I spent 20mins with a plunger, the shower head from the bath pouring hot water down the bowl and then mopping the floor.
Anyone who has ever had the miss fortune to plunge a blocked toilet will know that water splashes up- aerosol generating time say the least.
My husband is feeling sorry for himself because I lost my temper- I am fed up of clearing up other peoples shit literally.
He's sad because I haven't been near him all week and now I'm taking out my frustrations on him.
Boo hoo
I just don't want to do all the thinking for everyone.
Rant over thank you