I told my dh on Wednesday that we were having 2 sets of friends round for Sunday lunch and I was making a full roast etc. These are mutual friends, in fact, 1 of the sets of friends are more 'his' than 'mine', although I like them too.
He was fine with this, although he can be a bit lazy socially and would be quite happy sat on the sofa all weekend on our own watching TV.
I was preparing the meal from 8am, cleaned the house from top to bottom - with no help at all from dh. I don't mind that, I tend to do all the cooking and cleaning etc.
We had finished our meal and cleaned up. The children were playing upstairs, the men were watching football and the women were drinking wine around the dining table (sound like 1950s?). Then at 4.30 another of dh friend's came round, dh had invited him for Sunday dinner and told him to come at 4.30.
Dh asked if I would russle up a roast dinner for his friend as he had said that he would have one. I said no. I said that I had been cooking and cleaning since 8am and I was not prepared to cook again (all leftovers were in the bin or freezer).
He has been in a massive piss all afternoon. He is looking for reasons to be in a piss... anything... he is grabbing at straws because he knows the reality is that I haven't done anything wrong. He is in a mood because he can't find a hot water bottle (my fault). He is in a mood because the children made a mess upstairs (my fault). He is in a mood because our children are now fighting (my fault).
I have just blown up and yelled at him that I have done nothing wrong to have to put up with his mood. I asked him to tell me exactly what I had done wrong for him to be in this bad mood. Apparently I shouldn't have invited people here on Sunday.
Bloody man.