Had a very stressful day at work. Left and went straight to view a property as today was the only day we could see it this week - DH working late - on way home stopped at the supermarket and the wind blew my car door into another car's door by accident. Cue very angry man yelling at me 'it's a brand new car' - I understand, but it was an accident.
Driving home, get shunted at a junction by anothe car (karma?!): driver drives away without stopping. Cue lots of swearing from me at said driver. Texted DH to tell him as extremely pissed off. No reply...
Got in, did two loads of washing, hoovered the whole house, wrapped presents for DH's birthday later this week, then did two hours' work that I didn't have time to do today at work because I had to leave early to view the bloody house.
DH saunters in at quarter to nine and has a right old go at me for heating up leftovers for his dinner because 'you finished work at 4.30.'
Explained all of the above... To no avail. Shouted "I just want to have a lovely hour watching Great British Bake Off and go to bed so that today is over" and apparently I'm apparently being irrational.
So I called him a knob and flounced off to bed. Fantasising about returning the presents too 