So, here’s how conversations go in our house at least once a day...
DH “there’s only 3 pages in her book”
At this point I have to decipher that he’s talking about DD and try to work out what he’s on about...
Me “no, we read it earlier, it’s a very short book but definitely more than 3 pages”
DH “for gods sake, stop pretending you don’t know what I’m on about”
Me “I genuinely don’t know what you’re on about”
DH “I’m on about that notepad your mum gave her last weekend, why do you have to be so annoying”
Is does my freaking head in.
Why does he expect me to guess what he’s talking about from a vague sentence.
I’m not a mind reader!
I’m not doing it on purpose and I’m not being annoying or doing it to wind him up.
Gffffrrrrrr.
If I had said “what book?” after his first remark then I’m accused of not listening! 🤷♀️