So it was my birthday yesterday and completely shit.
I was meant to see my mum on Friday but it rained so much that the country roads that you have to drive down to eventually get to the motorway we're flooded (thank god I had the sense to watch a 4x4 go through the 'puddle' it's wheels disappeared and it's non amphibious exhaust failed as water went down it so i helped them get out and call the AA but then I did a 100 point turn in the road and went home. And we lost out on an amazing house as they didn't want a bidding war and went with the first offer which wasn't ours, but no one told us an offer was on the table at either viewing :(
Then on my actual birthday we went to see another house which was a total waste of time as it was tiny and ridiculously unlike the photos, then we went out with friends and my husband had a face on him the entire day as he was tired. (He has resting bitch face). Our friends commented on it it was so bad.
DH gave me the one present that had arrived as the rest he'd ordered from amazon hadn't arrived, and they're a pair of nice running glasses. I don't really run But they are kind of cool.
My grandparents and aunt forgot completely.
But the worst thing is, we were both hungover today and DH still hasn't gone to our neighbours and got the presents that he missed from Amazon. So the only present I got yesterday was a pair of £20 running glasses, and the cake that I sorted out. :( he has been so stressed and worried about his job but it feel like an excuse to just blame so he feels less shit for cocking it up.
Are birthdays always this shit now you're an adult? Aibu to expect him to make a bit of an effort?
Disclaimer- I did have a massive whinge about it today and he has apologised a lot but it just feels a bit shit.
At least my cake is amazing ❤️⚡️