I would really like to know AIBU.... Today I had to catch a train to my parents, Instead of driving as he is going up to a wedding for the weekend (without the Children) oop north.
He was also taking up his friends golf clubs that have been languishing in the loft for 8 months and needed to be delivered home.
Train is at 10:49, he can obviously leave at any time. However it tends to be a two person job to get up in the attic, as firstly he won't go up there as there are too many spiders and cobwebs
and secondly we need someone to hold the ladder or it tends to fall down.
He tells me we need to go up to the loft at 10:20 when we are 5 mins leaving to get the train. I get covered in shit up in the loft and get clubs. He then potters around getting balls and things together and I end up missing train by 2 minutes.
I say it is his fault that I now have to wait 2 fucking hours for the next train and will miss the start of a picnic in the park event. He says I am moaning unnecessarily and he doesn't need to apologise, or thank me it seems, as they are not his clubs and I could've always said no if I didn't want to.
Am I really too moany?!