So we have a tradition, my relative gets M&S gift card for Christmas, we always save it for Valentine’s Day and get M&S dine in for 2, it’s always really good quality and we enjoy it.
DH has a hobby, his mate has the same. When our youngest is in bed at 7pm he goes round there and doesn’t come home until 11-12ish when we’re all asleep.
Tonight he comes home and says “You don’t mind if I still go out tonight do you?”
(He could go out on Friday instead) my knee jerk reaction was to say “what on Valentine’s Day? I thought we’d spend it together?” And then I remembered what money making bullshit Valentine’s Day was and said ‘fine’.
At 6.30pm I see that he’s taken the M&S food out of the fridge and he comes in and says “should be get the food on now? It takes an hour.”
This fucks me off because he wants to get the dinner on sooner so he can get round his mates house. Theres one thing ditching me after dinner, it’s quite another to rush it along so he isn’t late.
Apparently he wasn’t to know, I went to bed at 8pm last Valentine’s night so assumed I would be tonight. 
Unsurprisingly, I turned the oven off and he’s gone out.
I am going to have the dinner with my eldest son instead.
I really wish I hadn’t dragged two arguing kids out in the rain to drive to the next city in order to get the food. What the fuck was the point?