We’re having our kitchen ripped out next week and the ceilings have been freshly plastered so this weekend is our only opportunity to paint the ceilings before the new kitchen is fitted. I’ve said this a few times to DH and got a few non committal grunts from him so I knew he wasn’t keen, but as I said to him I can think of better ways to spend a Saturday too. - it’s just one of those things that has to be done. I arranged for Parents to take the kids for the day so we could crack on. DH has been in a foul mood said he was too tired and spent all day in the bedroom and didn’t help me at all. I was seething but I guess fair enough he has a busy job and is often tired at the weekends. Now that I’ve picked the kids up and cleaned up the kitchen a bit we need to cook tea: asked DH to do it cos I’m knackered. He’s reluctantly putting some chips in the oven and is giving me the silent treatment. I was expecting him to gush about what a great job I’ve done with the painting and offer to cook me a lovely meal. I’m so disappointed but AIBU?