Piles to do still, and DH is being ARGH!!!! I got in last night, and he was on the computer, in a battle that he didn't know when it would finish. I asked if, just once, he could come in, and not do that - just wait a couple of hours so that he can spend time with his child. And he piped up "Well I've been home since 4 and you weren't here"
Seeing as he finished work at 5pm... how the hell was I meant to know that he'd been home since 4??? I'd been out with B attempting to amuse her until Daddy got home because if I tried to do any of the jobs I need to do with her around, then I end up yelling at her for getting in the way. If I'd known he was home, I had an extra couple of hours to get things done.
Soooo - I explained that I needed to alter her duvet at mums, and that we needed the lounge, diningroom and kitchen tidied. And that he was in charge of feeding and bedding B.
I called at 8pm, and told him that I'd do the diningroom today, he only needed to wash and put away the dishes in the kitchen, not clean the lot. Forgot to mention the lounge, but kinda figured that since he was sat in it, he would tidy it.
Finally got home at 10pm (took a lot longer to alter than I expected) - lounge still a sh*t hole. Kitchen - dishes washed but still draining (as I expect they still are now).
I then spent an hour washing the sofa cushions (B has wee-d on them once too often and the house smells ), put in a load of washing, and eventually (at 11pm) managed to eat some dinner and collapsed into bed.
He got up with B this morning - there was no way I was moving, but I come down now to find her STILL in a nappy, his crisp packet on the floor still from last night, and the lounge even worse.
He's getting stroppy with me because WE need to go to shops this morning to get family cards and MY present (we wouldn't have had to go if he could have been bothered to buy it earlier), and because we also need to do Tesco late tonight (B staying at Maxi's house). He hasn't remembered about the diningroom etc yet
I know what its all about - he's sulking because I decided that we were spending Christmas at mum's so that I didn't have the hassle while I was lumpy... I thought that he was ok with the plan, but in the last couple of weeks (when its been arranged for months) he's been muttering that he didn't want to - information that he could have piped up with in September!!!! I wouldn't have been happy about staying home, but if he'd bothered to mention it, we could have actually discussed it like grown ups. He spends all his time refusing to make decisions, I've given up asking him!!!
ARGH!!!!
(Just a rant... not advise needing)