It's been the same for the 15 years we've been married. He works all week and does no household chores or admin or anything like that all week.
Anyway, come 8pm Sunday night he suddenly starts flapping about all the things he needs to do. He clomps clomps clomps all over the house, sighing and making a big song and dance about it - he's now got the fucking lawn mower out fgs.
I am sitting in the living room and he has walked through about 40 times, clomp clomp clomp, sigh, sigh, sigh.
Please can I have some sympathy.