Okay, so I know it’s Valentine’s but we’re both not really ones to celebrate that but still..... Friday night is the Holy Grail, right?
Dragged myself to half term and ready for a fab night in with hubby and nine year old daughter. Easy food? Check. Wine stocked? Check. Comfy clothes? Check. Crafts/magazine (with plastic tat)/family games ready? Check. Everyone reasonably chipper and stress free? Check.
Then at 8 o’clock he pipes up, “Shall we ask my parents round now for a few drinks?” Er .... no. I was polite but, no. We’ve all been at work/school all week and ready for some time just the three of us. We’re off fir half term so plenty of time to invite them round later in the week.
He said that was fine but then hardly said a word and went to bed at 10.15! For context, we are both night owls and usually stay up late on a weekend.
Now I am thinking I should have just said yes and saved myself from the grumpy pants.... He said he is just tired but so what?! When aren’t we.?! Doesn’t usually stop us!
Am I being unreasonable to be a bit miffed about the fact that I am sat on my own watching Graham Norton on a Friday night?
PS - hope everyone else is enjoying Valentines!