For 9 weeks over the summer dh has been either in hospital or recovering post op. I've been doing EVERYTHING. He's finally pretty much back to normal and back at work Monday.
My parents are looking after dc and a weekend of a meal out, drinking a bit too much and some incredibly needed us time was planned. But he's moped around all fucking day with a cold and has now gone to bed. Actually he went to bed at 4.
I feel like going out and getting pissed on my own. He can screw it