My husband is stressed at work at the moment. Runs his own business, very busy post Covid, heightened by being short staffed. I'm very sympathetic, have offered to do some work for him (I'm a SAHM and have experience in the same field, have two days a week where kids are in school/childcare so could definitely be of some help). He can't sleep because he's stressed, so I went to the pharmacy to get sleeping tablets and have moved into the spare room to allow him to sleep better. I've done all the night waking and ridiculously early mornings for the last four years since we started a family. So whilst I have sympathy, I'm not sure what more I can do.
He's just so short tempered. Here are a couple of examples.
On Saturday evening he was making fajitas. I had grated cheese for kids tea earlier on. He had put the grater next to where he was cooking, ready to grate cheese for the fajitas. I put it in the (empty) sink because I didn’t realise he’d put it there on purpose and didn’t think about the fact we needed cheese grating for the fajitas. He takes it out of the sink, slams it down and says I put that there for a reason in a really huffy voice.
Then last night I was making custard for apple crumble. No fresh custard so just using the powder with sugar and milk. Fine, except I leave it in the microwave a bit too long and it goes a bit lumpy. No problem, add a bit more milk and give it a quick blitz with the stick blender. Job done, perfect custard.
“Why are you using the blender?”. Explained about custard going lumpy. “You’ve burnt it, I told you not to leave it in there for too long without stirring it or it will go lumpy” in a really aggressive way.
My eldest has chicken pox this week and he went downhill a bit before lunch complaining of itchy spots around his bum and bits. Asked to have a bath - of course. Starts crying in the bath, wants to get out and watch TV in our bed - of course. So that’s where we all are at lunchtime. I pretty much always make up some lunch for husband when it’s a sandwich/wrap kind of thing as he nips home for his lunch break. Today it’s soup that I made this morning. I can’t really do that in advance because I never really know what time he’s coming home for lunch, but it just needs heating up and a bit of bread and butter. Anyway, he comes in shouting where are we, have I done lunch? He can’t hear me calling back so I say come upstairs. Starts shouting I haven’t got time for this etc etc. Says he hasn’t factored in time to come upstairs and to heat up soup!!!! I said why do you come home then, eat a packed lunch at work like everyone else does if you're that busy. Sits and watches news for at least ten minutes after finishing lunch.
Seriously, isn’t the world crap enough without making arguments and aggro out of literally nothing!
Sorry, just really need to rant about it because I've had enough of it.