He is driving me round the bend. He has re-scheduled the week, he takes phone calls from my friends, sometimes telling them I am out. He has changed all the times/days I had planned. The children will miss out on some activities because he rescheduled them and some clash.
He has commissioned the sink and the kitchen. Which would be fine, except he has flooded the kitchen.
He insists we all lay in, because he wants to! He sabotages the alarm clock. He then bosses everyone around and today we were all told to pick up everything so that he could dust and hoover. By lunch time I wanted to scream.