Fuckedy fuckedy fuckedy fuck. I am pissed off.
I had to work today - first day I have had to be out all day, an hour and 1/2 drive away. 4 miles from home the road was closed (presume accident as police, fire & ambulance all over the place). It took me an hour to do those 4 miles .
Was very tired and worried about it (for all the reasons outlined in my post last time on the subject of work). Got home, everyone seemed to be in a good mood. A bit later I put the older children to bed (hadn't seen dd ) and then went down to talk about dinner when DH comes out with the following
- If the road is closed you should go this way... - well, why the fuck not tell me that when I am about to end up in static traffic all going the same way, rather than after I get home
- 'I don't want anything, I am going out, I haven't been out for ages'. This is true, and I don't have any issue with him going out but am so angry because
(a) I would never just say 'I am going out, and leave 15 mins later to go for drinks with mates'
(b) If I did, goodness knows what his reaction would be.
(c) I had no, you ok/how was your day/want a glass of wine? etc etc (which I would
definitely do if he had had such an awful end of journey.
- Walking out of the door... 'what's up with you, you don't seem very happy'.
Then, when I hear dd crying and go to check on her I find out he has put dd to bed without her grobag and consequently she has got her leg stuck in the slats of the cot .
Getting it out on here so that I can have a rational conversation with him tomorrow, cos at the moment all I can think of to say is FUCKWIT!