DH and I are meant to be watching a film tonight. We have just got back from a couple of days away and I’m knackered. First he put the rugby on, then Crufts. I was telling him I was getting tired and we’d need to start the film soon so he said he was going to get some drinks then we’ll put the film on.
When he came back into the living room he put the drinks on the coffee table and said “I’ll tell you something … “ then bent over and did a huge fart. The living room absolutely stinks and now I just can’t be bothered to watch the bloody film. I’ve said I’m going to bed, now he’s in a mood saying I’m being “over the top” and have got a face on because I’ve put on weight. I think he’s faffed around too long and has totally ruined the atmosphere. He’s just lit some candles and has started the film. AIBU to tell him I’m no longer in the mood and go to bed?!