Fed up with dcs' ungracious, reluctant, begrudging help. Their ingratitude when given a delicious meal and resentfulness when asked to load/unload dishwasher, put shopping away, clear/lay table etc. So last night, after dinner (slow-cooked beef ribs with roast potatoes and other roast veg - gobbled up by dc) I announced that I was now on strike until Monday. I would cook for myself and dh, but the dc would have to fend for themselves. Including doing their own washing up.
The fridge and cupboards are full of food.
Dc have come up with a menu that they want to cook, and want me to go and buy ingredients. AIBU to refuse? Dh thinks I am.