We're going on holiday this afternoon. DP announced at 8am he needed to go to work as there was a sudden crisis (true and one of teh dangers of having a self employed partner) and disappeared leaving me to finish off packing, sorting out dc's finish packing clean fridge and deal with the myriad of things that always seem to need doing just before a holiday.
DS was nicely dressed then exploded his nappy so had to be redressed.
One suitcase turned out to be broken so had to repack in one less suitcase.
I took the eggs out of the fridge intending to give children scrambled eggs and the whole box collapsed and I had suddenly had 10 broken eggs all over me the floor and 1 year old DS.
Cleared it all up with the help of the cat who was the only one pleased about the situation.
Did an extra wash full of eggy and pooey clothes and hung it up.
Gave up took children and self to local cafe and let dd choose whatever she bl**dy well liked.
NOW DP home and saying I shouldn't have taken them to cafe as they'll get enough treats on holiday.
AIBU to throw myself on the floor and have a tantrum and let dp sort everything else out