Because I'd gladly swing for mine right now.
He's always been a sensitive, caring, fantastic partner.
But in the last few weeks he's driven me to incandescent rage.
a) I know I'm hormonal and not handling things well.
b) I know he's under pressure with his first child arriving.
But FFS I'm 38 weeks pregnant, could drop any day, and the entire house is covered in crap I'm unable to lift because he thinks DIY is more important than making the house an ok place to bring a baby back to. He leaves me in an uncleanable nightmare and goes off to his nice clean office. Every time I move I bash my foot or my bump.
This has been going on for four weeks now, and every weekend he promises he'll put all the junk into the 'nursery' (hah) so that I can get the rest of the house clean.
Every week he has a lie-in, spends an hour in the bathroom, goes to the park with the dog for an hour, comes back, spends another half-hour in the bathroom, then finally starts faffing around at about 2:30-3:00pm. He works until around 8, then says he's too knackered to move anything into the room and I'll just have to live with it for another week.
Four weeks in a row he's done this.
I finally managed to get him to move everything tonight by having a total raving melt-down: not generally the way I like to sort things out, but needs must.
He's in total bloody denial.
ARRGGGHHHHHH!
Feel better now.
Bloody men.