So, i have been trying to sort out the mess that is my DPs accounts, admittedly this is partly my fault. I have been stressed (understatement) and im tired.
I have just had a bath and have just run him a bath. I am sitting here mnetting and he comes down with the printer (we put it upstairs over xmas as it was in the way). I mean now - at 10.10 and im like? What???
Oh, i need you to print me references out for the FMB (he has a meeting tomorrow, which he mentioned in passing today in the car) and can i find his public liability insurance. I said i wasn't sure where the public liability ins was just now - i have had paperwork everywhere. And really do i have to do this now??
"don't worry about it, i'll just cancel my meeting tomorrow".
FFS!!! He has known about this meeting since Friday, ten past ten on a sunday when I have had a fraught weekend and im just trying to chill out - im actually sitting here naked after my bath, is a bit fucking late to start expecting me to do stuff .
SO, AIBU to think, fine, cancel your meeting, we can't really afford the £500 it is to join the poxy rip off building federation thing that tells everyone he is a good builder based on references that WE supply. Its a money making thing if you ask me. He IS a good builder and he IS trustworthy, he doesn't need a few letters on his letter heads to tell people that [really really angry]