Bbbbrrrrrrr!
Bloody AWFUL night. Dp was out at a function in London, came in at 1230am pissed as anything and doing loud 'SHHH's. M woke up at 4, went in to her, put dummy in, fell back to sleep, woke up again at 5.30 wanting food, so did, but blimey, it was chilly. Closed her door as had friend in the spare room and I could STILL hear dp bloody snoring. Also found a packet of fags on the kitchen counter this morning....
ME: What are they?
Dp: What?
Me: That white box saying Marlboro Lights
Dp: Ooh I think they fell in my pocket, they're someone else's.
(he thinks I'm born yesterday)
Me: Oh ok then, best throw them away - will tear them in half though first, doesn't matter does it?
Dp: pooo. You're such a nagger.
Harumph. Am bloody knackered. Told him he is doing M's feeds tonight, and he said 'erm, no, I'm out all day tomorrow' (stag do). I said 'tough, I've got a friend over to look after M whilst I study'... blah blah blah. FFS. They can be so bloody selfish at times.
.... then he went to the shop and came back with a mahoosive bunch of flowers telling me how much he loved me. Hmmmmmf.