When DH had asked what I wanted to do today, I suggested a place for breakfast. Or I said anywhere really for a nice breakfast/lunch.
Of course he didn’t think of booking early so everywhere is fully booked. Instead he organised a lovely river BBQ/picnic, which is something he and the children love doing. We never eat out so I was looking forward to a proper meal out.
Am I an ungrateful, unreasonable cow for being a bit disappointed?