Ridiculous really, but I'm unwell with Nasty flu, grumpy and have shocking pmt.
DH had the flu early last week. Went to bed for two days and did fuck all. I worked (plus lots of hours in at home) , saw to DS (20mpnths) nursery pick ups/drop offs, all meals, bath and bedtimes, went to uni and hosted his mum during one of her "the world is against me" meltdowns. All fine; he wasn't well and I was ok.
Fast forward to this weekend. I get sick and, lo and behold, I can't just hibernate. I still get up and do everything for DS while DH chips in an occasional "you don't look great". No offer of help, no "it's ok, you go to bed and I'll takeDS out to give you quiet'. In effect, sod all. He did the bare minimum, all while feigning support.
Been off sick today and worked from home. DH picked up DS from nursery but that's it. Sat his arse down on the sofa while I made dinner, fed, bath and bed.
Now...I've gone to have a bath with the really expensive bubble bath I got from BIL last Xmas. The super expensive stuff i've been saving for such an occasion. It's not where I left it.
DH had taken it to use at the gym. Yep. My single Xmas present I received from his entire family last year has been used to mask the Stench of his sweat. It's apparently not a big deal.
I'm so angry. I know it hardly matters in the grand scheme of things, and I hate to sound like a toddler, but it was MINE. I get next to Nothing from his family while he is spoiled rotten by mine, and he can't understand why I'm upset.
Rant over. I'm sick, tired and emotional. I will see how ridiculous a complaint this is in the morning.