Oh I am SO glad that means I wasn't unreasonable last night. I threw a right strop at DP and DS because some utter twat ate my last bar of chocolate. MY bar of chocolate.
I buy 6 bars of chocolate and a pack of 6 crisps a week. I generally have one of each a day as part of my 'syns'.
I also buy a 24 box of jaffa cakes, 12 packs of crisps, another 6 pack of chocolate bars, a pack of biscuits, a pack of kit kats, and a pack of pink n whites each week.
DP and DS have that lot between them, and fucking start on my shit.
I lost it. So sick of it. DP is supposed to be doing SW too, but he's eating his way through a shit load of shit. 
Neither DP or DS will admit who ate the chocolate, so I am fucked off at both of them. And they are eating too much crap!!!!
I stropped off to bed in a, errrr, strop!
I was tired, and all I wanted was my bar of chocolate while relaxing watching TV!