Its snowing here. A lot. "D"H pissed off to work this morning despite the snow. I finished the usual morning routine and realised we only had 2 nappies left for the baby so took the kids on to the local shop for nappies.
He's had to come home because of the snow and abandoned his car next to a supermarket amd walk the rest of the way home. I'm now trying to get the baby down for his morning nap after a grand total of 3 hours sleep last night (for me) and he's wandered in asking why I didn't get any bacon.
I had no idea he was coming home.
He parked next to the fucking supermarket. If he wanted bacon he could have got some!
Now I've got homeschooling, teething 11 month old and a uni report due next week while he happily slobs about not contributing to family life because "it's a snow day".
WIBU to bury him under the decking?