we did our Christmas food shop yesterday and while we was there I asked OH if there was anything he fancied for dinner on Christmas Eve. He insisted we didn’t buy anything as we usually get a take away, I’m happy with this as it’s sort of become a bit of a tradition.
Anyway, he hasn’t done any of his Christmas shopping so rushed it today to buy everyone’s presents, including mine that he’s stressed he’s kept the receipts for as he wasn’t sure what to get me, which feels already like he hasn’t put much thought into it.
He’s come home and I’ve asked him what he wants to do for dinner for him to tell me he’s not long had McDonald’s and wasn’t hungry now.
It’s probably hormones but I haven’t eaten since lunchtime as we usually stuff ourselves Christmas Eve with lovely Christmas food and now I don’t have anything here except the stuff for Christmas dinner tomorrow. We haven’t brought our usual weekly shop as we’re so uncertain on when baby’s coming that we’ve been nipping you the shops to get meat and veg taking each day as it comes rather than planning meals ahead.
AIBU that I’m on the verge of tears that my parents are at home with my sister having take away and my brother and his wife are at home having lovely cheeses and nibbles and I’m having a packet of crisps on Christmas Eve. I think I’m mostly upset because it’s always been the way of having something nice tonight and he knows himself that when he does eat he stuffs himself so that he won’t be hungry so why didn’t he have lunch earlier or just have something small so we could still eat together.
Shiteiest Christmas Eve so far 