Both poorly DC asleep, pots washed, laundry done, only about 1/3 of the toy population scatted over the floor/sofa/staircase (ie as tidy as my house very really gets) so I decide to treat myself to a sit down and one of my fancy hot chocolates courtesy of my DSis for Christmas. Take the effort to make it with water AND milk, put the squirty cream in a fancy swirl, then individually placed the mini marshmallows to ensure even distribution, before giving it a generous dusting of pepper!! Fucking pepper!!! Just WHY????
AIBU to hold a lifelong grudge against pepper from now on? Please telly me I'm not the only bellend tired Mammy to pull this kind of shit!