He's always losing his bloody bank card. He's had to replace it about 4 times in the last 12 months. Today apparently it was on the kitchen table and he couldn't find it. Started shouting, making a mess, then accusing me of losing it. And it had been there for 3 days?!! So I'm now in a bad mood and feel like it's ruined my Saturday. (He has finally found it)
AIBU for letting it get to me and spoil my day? No doubt the pregnancy hormones are to play, but it's one of a few things he does that makes my blood boil too