Bugger, LG&T. That's rubbish. How is S? It is S with shingles isn't it?
Lupins, men are crap. We've moved house 6 times and DH has never been any use. On move day, he charges around "helping" the removal
men and because he's tired at the end of the day, he reckons he's been a Godsend. Never mind the fact that the last two times we moved I took an entire week's holiday in order to clean and sort the house we moved into.
I nearly posted this in AIBU this morning, but I know I'm not, so I didn't bother. I brought him coffee in bed this morning because he was late and it would get him moving. He faffed about getting ready because he's going out after work. He had the coffee cup in the bathroom and I said, "Would you mind brining that down on your way - I have my cup and glass and Aoife to carry." He rolled his eyes! Asked him what the problem was and he goes, "I'm late and you're giving me JOBS to do." "You're going down anyway you useless git. I only want you to put it on the hall table ffs. I'm not even asking you to put it in the dishwasher; just save me an extra trip up and down the stairs."
Jaysis. He gets all arsey when he gets up late and acts like it's my fault. Nnggghhh.
So now, I've arranged a cleaner through an agency down the road and she sounded great, but she should have been here at 10.15 or 10.30 and there's no sign of her. Better call and find out what's going on. I was very excited about finally having someone regular. Talked DH into us needing someone for 4 hours, twice a week, so I could "keep up with the tidying and ironing and everything". Except I reckon she'll fit in 2 hours ironing a week as well as the cleaning.
My Next delivery, which I was waiting in for LAST THURSDAY still hasn't come. I phoned on Weds and all they could tell me was that if the courier department couldn't find it, then they'd re-order for me. No phone call back or anything. Tsk.