DH and I always exchange presents/open ours from parents on Christmas Eve night so the day can be all about the children.
I have a small gift bag with my things in, put away into a neat, small pile and off to the side. Not taking up any room and the other side of the room to the sofa with all the children’s presents on.
I haven’t been well for days, genuinely starting to think I have pneumonia as I’m constantly breathless and having palpitations, even when just sitting. Digressing but I had a PE last year so I’m always worried about my lungs now. Very tired and out of breath and having coughing fits over the slightest things.
Anyway, we’re getting ready to come up to bed and DH demands I move my small bag of presents upstairs already. I feel rotten so would rather just leave it where it is so I can get to bed and go through it tomorrow. He then starts developing an angry tone, telling me he’s not having opened gifts out and I need to move them.
This is the man who had a pile of his various things such as dirty washing, ironed clothes, paperwork, work documents/laptop bag etc to the height of halfway up the wall for about a week and constantly leaves trails of clothes scattered around floors / the banister / across the office chair as well as many other items like dirty cups/wrappers.
I told him he wasn’t going to dictate to me where I put my own things when I’m unwell and went to go upstairs. He decided to shout up the stairs to call me a ‘retard’ and when I asked him not to speak like that, shouted at me to ‘f off’. We’d had a completely normal and stress free night prior to this, not that I’m trying to find an excuse as I hate it when anyone uses that word.
I don’t want to ruin Christmas for the children but honestly, AIBU not to want to speak to him unless he bloody apologises?