I have NC'd as I know some people IRL who also post on here and it is outing.
My DH is a workaholic. His work dominates our life. It has been worse since lockdown. He is an employee, not self employed and so he gets nothing extra for working the way he does.
He is currently working on a big project and the hours have been insane even considering his usual 70hr+ weeks. To finish the project he has been going into his office (in central London, we live on the outskirts) and he wasn't getting home until midnight and was up getting ready at 5am - I told him to just stay in a hotel if he planned to do that every night because he would wake me at 12 and then the DC at 5am bashing around in the bathroom.
So, he went to work Tuesday morning and stayed in a hotel.
I work too and so have been doing everything else (which is made worse by the DC's school and staggered drop off and collection times).
I had an accident on Friday morning - I fell down the stairs and badly sprained my ankle. I phoned him, not sure why as I knew there would be no offer of help, and he basically told me that he was too busy and that day was too important for him to come home. I called my mum (who I have only been seeing socially distanced in her garden since March) who said she would love to help but - Covid. My sister still hasn't replied to my message asking for her help.
So, I ended up hobbling around, getting the DC ready and to school before going to work myself. At lunchtime my ankle was pretty swollen so I called DH and practically begged him to come back to do the school run, but no. I ended up getting a little help from a friend's husband - he got my DC from the school for me whilst I sat in my car down the road (I can still drive).
He knows DH and was a bit WTF? About it.
DH eventually came home at 10pm last night, at that point I thought I might need to get my ankle checked out but I was too tired and thought I would wait until this morning.
Today - we had arranged a last minute visit to my ILs - when the new "6" rules come in we won't be able to see them. It is about a 1.5/2hr drive. I asked DH to go alone as I wanted to rest my ankle/ perhaps go to the minor injuries unit (although the swelling had reduced massively this am). He said he would end up falling asleep at the wheel as he has worked so much recently (this is true) and so I ended up agreeing to go as long as we left straight after lunch so I could go get my ankle checked out. All fine.
Except we didn't end up leaving until 4pm. The traffic was awful and we didn't get home until 6.30pm. The DC have been playing up (I left DH to deal with dinner, bath and bed so I could rest up my ankle as I drove home and it swelled up again).
I am now at my neighbour's house babysitting (we have a reciprocal arrangement and I had completely forgotten I had agreed to tonight, I had next week in my head) DH refused to do it because he wants to work.
He has now messaged me to say he will be working in his office tomorrow from 7am "until I get everything done that I want to" (basically midnight) as he cannot work at home with the DC messing around. So I will be alone with my DC, again, with a really sore ankle.
He has been in a foul mood all day because he clearly wanted to be working and was VERY unhappy about having to do dinner (chucking some pizzas in the oven) and deal with the DC (who he has not seen since Tuesday am). He seems so angry with me for hurting my ankle.
I feel I have no one I can rely on.