I HATE clubs/clubbing. Always have. Not just a little bit, I go into a full blown panic mode and feel like I want to burst into tears. The darkness, flashing lights, thumping music and millions of tarts people is what some people love but I really can't stand it.
DHs home town is 150 miles away. Originally him and his friend wanted to go away for the weekend and make NyE his friends stag. Fine by me, I have plenty of friends and family I could go and see. The plans for this epic NYE fell thru as usual as they are rubbish at organising.
So now DH want me to go out for a meal with friends and partners and then to a club for NYE. All in his home town.
This has annoyed me because giving up this weekend to go and stay with his parents wasn't on my agenda before going back to work! I have housey stuff to do!
It's also annoyed me he asked me to go clubbing even though I hate it.
I said yes to the meal but I'll go home when everyone else moves onto the club. He says I am being unreasonable and should make more of an effort for him. Am I?