KF having your hair done - lovely - I SO need to sort mine out!
Yesterday here officially sucked. I'm starting to think maybe my relationship with OH is beyond repair... 
The slightest thing I ask him to help with, he deems as unnecessary nagging. And he's now finished night shifts forever but still stays in bed until midday so I have to do the entire morning alone despite going to bed at the same time or later.
I don't think I'm being unreasonable to want to look after the flat we bought, seeing as I invested over double the amount of money into it. I've also bought all the furniture and the dishwasher etc, yet he decided that the deposit from the old place should all go into his bank account. I'm beyond angry - I buy all the shopping and have always paid half of everything (and some) despite not earning even slightly as much, and now not having any earnings at all since March. He doesn't seem to value us enough to think he needs to pay towards anything at all. Yet he still makes out that I'm hell to live with. I've lost all respect for him tbh. I watch the man I used to find attractive eating his bogies and the thought of kissing him repulses me. Is this normal?!
I've sorted out everything, from insurance to nappies, yet somehow I'm asking too much to expect dirty plates to go into the dishwasher I bought. He shows me no affection at all unless he wants his jollies (which by the way don't involve DTD, just him iyswim...) and he tells me I'm disgusting and fat because my bely hasn't shrunk back. He makes out this is just a joke. It doesn't feel funny to me.
When we moved his best buddy (who lives 10 mins away now) bought him beer vouchers, but I don't appear to be invited, so they went out and I stayed home alone with DS, because obviously he works days now so his evenings should be his own, right?! Never mind that I've looked after DS alone for days on end whilst still paying for more than half of everything. He even referred to our family as 'this mess I'm in'...
I don't know what to do - he outright refused counselling and I can't afford to pay all the mortgage and the nanny fees when I go back to work. I feel I deserve better. I'm aware I do point out the fact that I put more into the flat a lot, but that's because I feel really aggrieved that he gives money to his parents and then I have to cover his tax bills.
Sorry to moan, I just don't know where the man who looked after the place he was living when we met (which just happened to be at his buddy's too) went, and why our home and family life seems to mean so little in comparison.