I got so sick of DH leaving his clothes all over for me to pick up that I told him I would throw away anything I found on the floor as though it was rubbish.
He didn't believe me. So, I began throwing away boxer shorts and socks whenever I found them slung on the floor. I hid a pair of his jeans and a coupl of t-shirts that I found on the floor saying that I'd thrown them too (althought wouldn't).
Anyway this morning he went to get changed and has no clean boxer shorts. He went mental saying I would now go out and buy him a load of new underwear from my own money. TODAY.
I told him to piss off.
AIBU? I'm so angry.