It was our wedding anniversary last week, and I can't help feeling uncared for. No card, no gift and he slept in until late morning so actually my mum and several friends actually wished me a happy anniversary before my own husband.
DH did insist we go out for dinner, but he positioned it more as a box ticking exercise than something he wanted to do; "we should go out otherwise you'll hold it against me" - charming. Then he suggested his favourite restaurant, I love trying new things which doesn't come naturally to him so I suggested an alternative which he was cool with. What that actually meant was I booked the table, the train and navigated us around for the evening, all felt like a bit of a chore in the end
I don't want to sound grabby, it's not really about the THINGS it's more the thought. The evening ended up on the couch watching News Night like he always does, honestly Im not sure why I bothered.