Am SO fu##ed off with DH.
Have stormed upstairs and am now wondering how long i should stay up here?
Yesterday i bought an 8 man tent. We are spending alot this year on a new kitchen and basic refurb of house so cant afford a holiday. Decided on a whim that if i got this tent which was only £60 we could atleast go away fopr short holidays camping so the kids can still feel like they are having holidays! I paid for the tent.
Took it over the field today to attempt to put it up and asked DH to help thread poles etc. He made such a huge fuss about doing anything we ended up rowing big style and swearing loads at each other. Hate that we did this infront of the kids. The tent is now screwed up in shed not put away properly and DH downstairs playing marter to the kids and saying stuff like i knew you wouldnt go camping cos mummy has just given up etc. Now kids think im evil and i fucking hate my husband so much.