If you've read this saga before you'll probably know that I know i'm not being unreasonable but am peed off so sounding off abit. (You'd think i'd have got over it considering it was at 11am this morning but no)
I've arranged to go take DD to see some of my friends down in eastbourne for 2 nights, 3 days. I'm leaving early Sunday and returning late Tuesday so that means DP will have to find a way to get to work at least 2 nights (probably 3)
I told him this and he got huffy - TODAY he said "you will be home for me to go to work on Tuesday night won't you?" I said I don't know i'm not gonna rush. So again cue huffy man "well how am I gonna know if I can get to work?" I don't know, arrange it that i'm not gonna be here and if I am you can take the car "well what if i'm already walking?" Then your walking. Well you better make sure you're at the store for 1am when I have lunch so I can have the car.
Excuse me!?!??! I may not even be home then but even if I was you think i'm gonna either wait up or get up again to come to the shop so you can have the car when DD (6 months old) is probably going to be sleeping?
FFS - It's only 1.5 miles, Get on a bike!!!!
I've mentioned a bike to him before and he's said it's too far and he's always knackered in the morning.
Why should I be bothered by that? Why the hell can't he cope for 3 nights to get someone to give him a lift if he's THAT tired?
Grrr