Dh and I usually get along very well, we rarely argue and make a pretty good team, however.
We are moving house today, removals arrived early am and we all mucked in, all except dh who spent spent an hr dismantling the tv bracket, and has generally been unhelpful. It's not that he's lazy he's just slow slower than me.
I feel as though I have not stopped whilst he has casually got his shit together. My car is full of fragile stuff that I didn't want in the van so I asked dh if he would put the things I couldn't get into my car into his.
4 (not huge) boxes, he loaded 2 and disappeared to make tea for the movers. I came downstairs and in the porch are the other 2 boxes, I can't find his car keys to put them in myself so I asked him to remember the others, he picks up 1 takes it to the car I follow shortly after with the other and as I get to the door I can see he's not placed them he's thrown them in and is now shoving a ladder on top amongst it all.
I got annoyed because in the boxes were fragile items that I couldn't fit in my car but wanted to take care of myself. Words were had and in a huff he went to shut the car door but my arm was still in there so I whipped around and slapped my dh hard on his chest.
I feel awful, I apologised immediately and there's no excuse. I have never slapped anyone and nor has he. This is not how I wanted our move to go!
I've been awful haven't I?