DH has been away for 5 days with his mates, walked in at 8pm last night just as I was getting DCs to sleep. I had been at work all day.
I got a hug hello and the he immediately started tidying up (not his cases you understand) in a sighing 'where does this go' kind of way.
I became incandescent with rage whilst he just cleaned the sink claiming 'he wanted to get it over and done with so he could relax and eat his dinner).
He even marched into the living and found the only toy in their (a game DS had been playing before bath) and put that away.
No flowers, nothing. When I asked if he'd bought me a present he said he'd bought me a bottle of wine (one of the 6 he put in the cupboard)
So glad to have him bsck.