So sick of it all
Dh was upstairs fiddling around in a cupboard, when I heard ‘Shit!’ and some noise. He came downstairs and into the downstairs loo. He came out with loo roll in his hand, I asked what happened, he went off into the kitchen. He then shouted to me if we had any plasters (shouted it an awful way) then as I was looking for some, shouted ‘I could use some help you know!’
I shouted back ‘I’m looking for some! there are none left’ he continued ‘Bandage, anything?!’ I said I was looking and couldn’t find anything, cue him storming around. I ended up going upstairs, cba with it.
Was I in the wrong, did I do something wrong here?