Yesterday was sports days at dcs school. They are 6, 4 and 20 months. The elder two had to be there at 10.30.
I had a waxing appointment at 8.30am. I was back at 9.40am. We had to leave at 10.10am.
Before I left, I made sure dcs had breakfast, all their kit was ironed and laid out ready to put on and that the picnic was in a distinct part of fridge all together. It justhad to be transplanted into a cool bag at 10am.
All dh had to do in 90 minutes was dress the baby, supervise the older two getting dressed, get dressed himself and clear away breakfast table.
It was a big stress for him apparently and I was bang out of order for having that appointment when I did. I was out of the house for one hour and ten minutes. He keeps going on about it as if I've committed a major crime.
Was I by or is he being a drip?