Dh's plan for tonight.
Watch episode of tv show 1 (his choice) then tv show 2 (his choice but one I like) then a dvd (undecided).
Rare evening home for dh. He's generally home at 11pm tonight he got in at 6.
I hate tv show 1. Can't stand it. Fucking hate it in fact I tried watching it for a whole season. Couldn't get my head around it. Didn't enjoy a minute of it and couldn't keep up. I ask dh if we can skip tv show 1. He whines, moans and has a bit of a sulk. I say OK then watch it alone I'll just go on mumsnet. Dh calms down, so we search for tv show 2 on Netflix, new season isn't up yet so we try to find it online, can't find a version that will run so I try to skip to a film. I leave him skipping through Netflix and go for a quick wee (damn you pregnancy) come back and find he's put something on, fair enough. I ask what it is, he just says oh you'll see. It doesn't become apparent so I ask again and he says it's called x, do I want to watch it? I said I dunno I haven't heard of it, but it's a bit late now it's on now. To which he turns off the play station and sulks off, claiming I've ruined his night as I won't watch ANYTHING he wants, only thing I said no to was tv show 1, aibu to think I shouldn't be forced to watch shit?
Semi lighthearted