DH usually takes DS to football Thursday nights. He was tired and wanted me to do it. OK.
For the record, we are about to move house and everything is quite chaotic. Work is busy, I am handling all the admin for the move, renovation, packing etc. My dad died a couple of months ago. My brain is a bit full.
It was freezing after football, we were bith starving and tired. DS asked for a burger chain drive through. We don't normally do stuff in the evening just us so I figured sure, bit of a treat.
Some part of me thought DH might be miffed (he hates take out and fast food) but I thought he could suck it up. I am usually at home, tidying up, walking the dog and making dinner ready for them to get home. They're often late, and on more than one occasion have stopped for food on the way home and not told me.
I went to message DH but my phone had died. Honestly, I thought 'sod it'. Perhaps not my finest move but not a crime.
We got in, DH (who NEVER cooks) had heated up a pasta sauce from the freezer. He was obviously cross. The quiet, disappointed in you, pass agg kind of cross. Apparently it hurt his feelings and made him sad. This made DS cry because he felt really guilty. I said it wasn't that big a deal, DS did nothing wrong, it was my decision and his reaction was a bit rich given how often I'm cooking at home waiting for them. Every bloody Sunday I spend two hours cooking a roast while they're glued to the x box and only when ive said three times dinner is ready does DH decide to go to the loo and faff choosing some music to listen to.
I said i was sorry to have hurt his feelings, it was a genuine miscommunication but now he knows what it feels like. We managed to do a good job of patching it up before DS went to bed but now DH is sulking and theres an atmosphere. All over a bloody burger.
I'm being petty arent i. Did he over react?Am I being a total dick, or is it about time the boot was on the other foot?