It was his birthday yesterday and our wedding anniversary today.
We went out for dinner last night and came home and drank ALL the vodka in a celebratory fashion.
He got up at 6am with the kids. Put all the ocado delivery away. Brought me up a coffee and the laptop. I eventually got up an hour ago to a tidy house, happy children and a Lego town all over the dining room.
I'm on my third coffee (and third AIBU), and still in my PJs. I'm hungry.
I told him to make me a fried lunch and he's still faffing with his Lego train.
AIBU to leave the bastard?