Dh went out for an admittedly rare night out last night. Messages started at 2.30, can't get a taxi home. We live in a small village 20 mules from big town and taxis don't tend to want to bring home just one on their own can't make money out of it
At 3.45 he was still standing around like a pleb waiting for a taxi, why didn't he go to a taxi rank you ask?! Why didn't he go to a designated taxi queue?! Fuck knows. Lands in the door at 4.15am all the while I've been awake waiting for him to get home and stressing about how am I going to drag a 1 year old and a 3 year old out of bed to get him. From 5 on the 2 dc have been awake and he's still upstairs Sleeping it off. So I have made sure they dc are playing with the loudest toys in the house evil cackle