I have a bad case of food poisoning. It is slightly better today but still running to the loo at least every 30 minutes. DH texted me last night at 9:00 saying he’s 30 minutes from home, I texted back saying great as I’m feeling really rough and would like him to pick up more painkillers from Tesco. Waited till 10pm no reply from calls and messages. Tried again at 11. Fell asleep and as I was waking up constantly to go to the loo I know he came home at exactly 2:04am.
today he’s been moody when I asked where he was. He’s been trying to fight with me constantly. I have zero energy so have ignored. I asked him if I could have 20 mins to myself just to sip some tea and he could keep eldest busy with her maths homework and younger one is okay anyway as he’s calmer and plays nicely on his own. All hell broke loose as he’s shouting at eldest as she doesn’t understand how he’s teaching her the English homework! He knows fully well she struggles with English and loves maths and actually begs us to give her more maths work. He replied back with “I thought English would be easier as it looks easier!” It’s seriously like he’s a stranger in this home. He’s got a degree in maths btw and works in a maths related field and he didn’t need to do anything just sit with her. Nothing remotely hard.
ive really had enough of him. I’m typing this whilst sitting next to her which is all he needed to do whilst I sat in bed with Netflix on and sip my tea. I asked him for 20 mins. I’ve had enough