I'm so fucked off.
Can't believe DP would stay up til nearly 4am, then wake me by going in kitchen/bathroom before he went to bed. He damn well knows if I get woken that is it - up for the night. If he'd gone to bed earlier, I'd probably not have woke up, or at least may of stood a better chance of getting back to sleep!!
I may have just got my own back though, as I have been crashing around the kitchen for the last 45 minutes, having made pasta and cheese, and a hot chocolate. I then went to put the hoover away that he left out, and the dog got frightened and caught her claw on the one body part of me that could really hurt - my sore toe
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Nice to see he cared enough to actually get up when I fell to the floor crying in pain. Not.
Twat. I'll bloody well keep him awake now.
Stupid hormones