We’ve had a blind on the floor of the hall for a few weeks now waiting to be put up. No particular plans about when it’d get done.
DH was in the office today and I was WFH and I thought “sod it, I’m a grown woman, I’ll just put it up” - so I took a long lunch and I did it.
I was feeling super proud of myself. I’m not totally helpless or anything but I’ve never used a drill before (this makes it sound like DH does the drilling - he doesn’t, we usually get his dad round. In fact, we’d borrowed the drill from his dad)
I was quite excited waiting for him to get home to show off my handy work. What did I get?
“Oh blinds. Was it easy then?”
No “thank you”, no “well done”.
AIBU to feel a bit deflated? I know it’s not fair on him to have decided what response I wanted but bloody hell! If he’d done it I’d have said well done!
I’ve left him downstairs to entertain the kids and come up to bed to feel sorry for myself and my poor, aching shoulders.
Grumble grumble.