Dp has just asked if I fancy helping him make the shepards pie by peeling the potatoes..
I said 'no thanks!'
I have literally been on hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor, cleaned the house from top to bottom, done a load of washing,baked him his favourite cake and cook 80% of the time.
He has been lazy working from home all day by 'testing' his new apple laptop thingy. I think he can manage a shepards pie.
But now I'm feeling a tad guilty hearing him bash his way around the kitchen
iabu to leave him get on with it?