I’m likely answering this myself by admitting I’m feeling intolerant today
DH not listening to me is particularly annoying today. He’s just wandered in with jam sandwich, no plate, spilling crumbs (always tells kids off for this) then when I mention his inconsistency he wobbled hiis belly at me (meaning my belly is fat) and said “it’s a jam sandwich. How ironic”
Jam being a delightful reference to periods.
I’m ok to eat chocolate and rage inwardly right? Won’t be making his tea now