Ok loads of other issues going on between DP and I at the moment but this latest incident has just got me asking is it me or what? Basically this morning we went to shop and bought a pack of 6 bananas. I needed them for cooking. DP knew this.
We got home at 1pm. I've just gone to start my baking to find only two bananas in the bag. I ask DP "where are the bananas??" and he replies "oh DS must have eaten them". What, 4 bananas is the space of 3 hours??? and since DP knew I needed them for cooking for the fuck didn't he stop him?
Now this wouldn't normally work me into a rage but DP is constantly whinging about my son eating all the biscuits, drinking all the pepsi, eating more than his fair share of things yet his son is a million times worse and if I dare mention it I get a backlash of evil stepmother, selfish bitch, control freak, picking arguments - no - I would just have thought that a bag of bananas could survive 3 hours in the kitchen. If it had been my lad, he'd have gone fucking nuts.
Just one more thing in a list of things wrong with this shitty so called relationship.