DD has gone out for pizza (irrelevant)
I dropped her off.
Discussion earlier over who is picking up. I pointed out that I was knackered and in need of
. I am also working tomorrow evening so won't have
. DH is off tomorrow so will. (not that i am a raving alcoholic but. ......)
So I get in from the drop off. Go and put my pyjamas on and come down to H pouring a cold one.
He tells me I said I'd pick up.
I may have as I am so knackered I don't know what I am saying and clearly can't be trusted to remember these things.
So. It appears I am picking up. In my pyjamas.
He is a git and I plan to max out his credidt card, kill him, then bury him under the patio.