My dad’s come to visit for the afternoon/evening from a few hours away, he’s staying overnight in a nearby b&b and leaving tomorrow. He’d asked if I could make dinner for him so I bought some food to cook.
I messaged him this morning saying I’ve come down with a nasty chesty infection and therefore sorry but could we stay in this afternoon rather than go out for a walk or whatever. And that I had bought stuff for dinner but no dessert.
I’ve spent the day waiting for him, feeling like utter crap and having to run around after 21 month old dd regardless, obviously (I’m single so can’t delegate that unfortunately). He was meant to get here around lunchtime but decided to have a rest at the b&b first for a few hours so has only just arrived. Before he got here he texted asking if I need anything from the supermarket, to which I gratefully said I’d love some fresh orange juice.
Anyway he’s here now, has presented me with one of those tiny individual bottles of Tropicana, and is eating the huge salad pot that he bought at the supermarket. At 4pm. He’s handed me the individual yoghurt he’s bought himself for dessert, to put in the fridge. He’s just asked me what time I usually have dinner, I replied ‘about 7’ and he’s said he probably won’t be hungry then.
Is he a tight CF given that I’m ill, was preparing to make him a meal despite feeling like shit and simultaneously looking after a toddler, which he now won’t eat (the meal not the toddler), and I might have liked some dessert too? I’m also expected to run around making hot drinks etc!
AIBU to take some paracetamol, go to bed and bloody leave him to it?!