Hi folks, wow- everyone must be having mega busy weekends, this thread is virtually dead.
Well, christmas is a no-go in chez banana, I am officially opting out. Had an almighty row with dp yesterday because we needed to go get the christmas tree which I can neither afford nor be bothered decorating.
Having informed dp of this at noon and reminding him repeatedly, he sat about in his pyjamas watching tv and scratching his balls until it started to go dark. Bearing in mind we were going to a farm which sells trees from a field, it was going to be either closed or impossible to see the trees, so I asked for the third time if we were going or not. He said we were, but we should get a plastic tree- I said no, I didn't like them and we couldn't afford one anyway.
So he finally went off to get ready, I'm standing downstairs coat in hand for about 25 minutes, and when I start to get pissed off and ask wtf is taking so long, he says he's bleeding the fucking radiators (!?!?) He did this last week too, fannying about with his car radio until it was too late to go out, even though he'd suggested it.
Anyway because I'd dared to ask him what was taking so long, he was then in a shitty mood, we got in the car and he said "so, asda then?"
"er no, farmers field to get the tree"
"but we're getting a plastic one!"
"no, we aren't, we discussed this earlier, I don't like them and we can't afford one"
"how are we going to fit one in the car anyway?"
"I only want a small one"
"whats the point in getting a small one?"
"....because it'll fit in the car."
"No it won't"
So I explode.
"THEN WHY ARE WE GOING TO GET ONE AT ALL if you thought it wouldn't fit in the bloody car you big bargghghgfafeckingtitheadswinyknobfeaturesrarara..."
Anyway it all ended in tears (mine, as per usual) with a rather loud row and me telling him to piss off and spend christmas at his mothers, and stick his plastic tree up his lazy arse. And though we've made up now I'm still narked about it, so I'm not getting a tree, I'm not decorating the house, I'm doing christmas dinner but that's because my dad and brother are coming over, not doing it for dp who is a lazy selfish ingrate who hasn't even bought me a present yet and I have a big bag of gifts for him. Sod it, sod it, sod him.
And breeeeeeeathe.....
ah I feel cleansed and refreshed now. I could smoke a cigarette and I don't even smoke.