I've spent all day preparing for our house move tomorrow. I've been racing around sorting out bank transfers, buying bubble wrap, getting keys cut, packing box after box, wiping my 1 year old's nose and wiping my 3 year old's shit off the bathroom floor whilst 1 year old is pulling things OUT of the boxes I've just packed....
All pretty normal moving-house stuff.
DH is at work and has been since 7am. Pretty cushty job on St James's (Piccadilly), albeit probably slightly stressful and macho at times. But let's just say he manages to keep up with most of the national press in impressive detail.
I still haven't had a shower today, nor have I had time to put make up on.
I don't mind about any of these things, but when my husband comes home he firstly gets straight into the bath with the 3 year old. The 1 year old is already in bed. I ask if he might put said 3 year old to bed. He gets cross and says "I work hard all day and then I come home and am expected to do more"....also says "it would help if you knew how to pack boxes" (I haven't tucked the side flaps in correctly, it turns out) and starts banging about in "look at me having to correct my inept wife's mistakes" manner, throwing books to the floor etc and generally throwing his weight about in huge huff.
Hmm...he's come down...verdict please?
Thanks and sorry for ranting!