Seriously I do want to
I have worked a 60 hr week, done all the food shopping, been back into town today (with dh) to get last bits and now all I want to do is sit down and relax.
Dh has ants in his pants and has already emptied 'the drawer' on my once a year cleared dining room table, set the now cleared table for Christmas dinner whic means multiple visits to the loft.
Ok I should be grateful but I am knackered - it's been a full on term and today is my first day of holiday. Dh is also off too.
He says I can sit and watch telly but he keeps 'popping' in to show me something- something I need to look at cos he wants to chuck it, or something I need to decide on. It's been every five mins.
Just get a fucking drink and sit down!!! We have all day tomorrow to sort stuff out!
I am now hiding in the kitchen under the pretence of cooking tea....
Oh fuck I can hear footsteps......