I am a SAHM and freely admit to sitting on my arse being atiny bit lazy. Generally I make the dinner, lunches, breakfasts, iron, make beds etc. Yesterday I had to get up at 3am and go to England. Before I went, I put MrK's porridge in the microwave ready to turn on, set the coffee machine ready for him, made and packed his and DD's lunch. I left home at 3.30 and caught the 06.00 ferry. After a hugely stressful day in England, I got home around 20.00 to find him and DD hungry. We have a cupboard full of beans and soup, a freezer full of meat and bread and eggs etc. I left it about 5 minutes after i'd got home to ask what he had made me for my dinner. He looked blank and said he thought I would eat on the ferry.
AIBU to think it wouldn't have killed him to make me even a sandwich. As it was, I ate four crumpets that I'd got from Tesco and I've just eaten another four. Only four more to go and no bugger other than me gets any