NC because his mums on here.
I decided to make us nachos which I then regretted because messing around with making chili, guacamole, salsa, grating cheese etc was really pissing me off when I just wanted to chill today actually.
So Im at final stage laying it all out and melting the cheese on top when dp comes behind me and rubs his hands down my sides (ugh) and then steals a posh dorito (UGH) and says 'these any good then?'. I didnt reply and he said 'oh yeah, they ARE good!' and i said 'im so relieved they meet his majestys standards'.
Then we had an argument, he accused me of being sarky, and I said I was pissed off at having to cook on a sunday actually. Btw, if I didnt cook his solution would probably be a bowl of cereal (slow clap).