Am I going mad here or what?
DP is 40 today. For weeks I've been asking if he'd like a doo or a party or anything like that and he's said no, anything like that is his worst nightmare.
He did say he wanted a game for the Xbox. So I got him that. And tonight we went out for a nice meal with champagne etc.
I've been ill with a cold the last few days and can't seem to shake this tension headache. Probably as our DC (2) has been poorly too, and I've had to do the Christmas shop on my own whilst feeling like shit and also working full time. All of which has resulted in not many hours sleep the past week.
We get home from the restaurant tonight and he's sulky. I think maybe he's tired as he's been up with DC too the last few nights. Then out of nowhere he asks me if I've bought any sexy outfits for tonight?! I'm like what are you on about?
Apparently whilst shopping a couple of months ago we walked past Ann Summers and he said jokingly 'now that's what you can get me for my birthday' and I joked back the usual 'don't think it's suit you har-de-har'. Thought nowt more of it.
Until tonight. He'd thought I had this slutty surprise planned for him when we got home from dinner. When he realised I hadn't and even if I had I feel way too ill to even contemplate it, he said 'so the only thing you've got me for my 40th was a 25 quid game??' Proper incredulous. I'd been asking for months what he wanted and that's what he said.
Anyway he's walked out of the house. Dunno where he's gone. I'm in bed now on pins till he comes back. I just feel like shit now. Guilty that I only got him a game. Happy to be told IABU but it's pissed me off none the less.