The crazy storm blew one of our conservatory roof panels off in the night. I heard a lot of noise during the night with the wind, and saw the panel lifting but hoped for the best. Anyway, after doing my usual Saturday morning quizzes with the kids in their room, DH came up to ask if I had "a cloth" as the panel had completely come off and the conservatory was now "open to the elements." I went downstairs to find the entire panel off, it was in the neighbours garden, and DH had moved the sofa out of the way, but otherwise just left it as it was. So I went next door to get the panel, got the step ladders out of the shed, and covered the gap in the roof with strong plastic garden bags and hammered enough nails in to at least give some protection from the wind and snow (and rain right in my face as I was fixing it) DH was doing overtime this morning and therefore said he couldn't help right now, and went back to his computer in his pyjamas. Fair enough he was working, but was this not a bit more urgent??? If I hadn't done it, I'm sure he would have just left the roof completely open til whenever someone could come to fix it. Several days? Weeks? And just as I was finishing he popped his head in the door and said, "having fun?" as if I was sunbathing in the garden or something. Fair enough he later said I'd done a good job, but the point is, it was me that had to sort it out, it always is. Would you expect your husband to leave his work for half an hour to fix a roof in a storm with more snow forecast throughout the day, or just carry on with his work and leave you to it?