Am currently laid up after having my appendix out, all alone, and its all HIS fault. (that I'm alone, not the actual appendicits, obviously) Basically because of his wholly fictitious complaints dh is too worried about his job to take time off and my 1yo Dd has gone to stay with Mil because I can't look after her properly.
We rent, and it has been hard work ever since we got here. Originally his problem was Dh's work van, apparently it spoils his view. He called dh's company and complained, dh never parked it in front of his house again. Then he slashed (was seen by neighbour who doesn't want to get involved) vans tyres.
Parking issues escalate, next door complains several more times that dh is parked inconsiderately/ on the kerb/ across his drive/ on a corner causing an obstruction (all completely untrue) dh forced to park at work property 1 mile away and gets final written warning for bringing company into disrepute. (Boss refused to come and see for himself, claims old men of 75 do not make these things up for no reason)
so the upshot is I am now home alone, feeling sorry for myself and listening to his geriatric jack russel yap itself hoarse and having a good cry. Grrrrrrr
(So many more instances of his twatish behaviour, but post would be too long.)