Rather than sitting on our bed talking to me about sliding wardrobe doors when I had just woken up, had no opinion on the matter and aching from top to toe after doing "the shred" (now known as "the dread") for the first time yesterday ? Then when I got up to get DCs ready for school (with 45mins before we had to leave) as he obviously wasn't , he had a major moan about my lack of interest. AIBU or does this often happen to you?