On Sunday, me and DP moved loads of heavy furniture into our newly decorated bedroom including getting a 9 stone mattress upstairs.
Yesterday and today I've been in bloody agony. My back feels like I've done 100-solid hours of boxercise, my arms are like lead weights, and my legs are stiff are a board.
I can't walk around properly and sitting down/getting up is a whole other ball game.
DP has no sympathy and has even gone as far as suggesting I'm exaggerating. Just because he isn't in pain or isn't aching. But, he does weight lifting three times a week and is much much bigger than me anyway.
So, AIBU to think DP should have far more sympathy for me and should bring me tea and snacks on demand ?