Becoming so disillusioned with our entire relationship. Ever since we've been together DP has this odd habit of becoming "ill" every time something needs doing/we're busy/I've been looking forward to something.
The regular one is the weekends ... he's fine all week but you can guarantee that as soon as Friday hits he suddenly feels 'off' - cue moangy bastard for the entire weekend. In the end I just started working weekends, no point in looking forward to them anymore so may as well get paid for the fuckers.
Getting close to a holiday ... DP comes over all "ill" meaning all planning/organizing etc is left to me.
Now this week has just been horrendous, we BOTH work yet as it's christmas next week and we have shit loads to do, DP is "ill" and so it's been left to me to make dinner every night, clean the kitchen, wash, dry and iron everyones clothes, get all the christmas shopping in, wrap presents ... all the while he's been "ill".
Funnily enough he feels a bit better today (now that everything is done) and he will do as it's his works night out tonight, miracle recovery needed. Considering he couldn't move off the bed yesterday he'll need a bloody miracle to be able to pub crawl around town tonight but he'll make it. And then he'll have a hangover tomorrow and his illness will return ... as it's a busy weekend and we have shit loads to do.
I'm fucking sick of it.