I’m venting.
Basically that, DH can never take responsibility for anything, literally anything. He’ll either deny it happened when it clearly did for instance he put my mouth guard in the baby steriliser and obviously it warped. He then denied a) that he did it and then after he acknowledged he did he went on and on claiming it wasn’t broken when it was a warped ball of plastic. It’s a mild inconvenience so I wouldn’t be actually angry or cross but it’s the fact he doesn’t say ‘ oh crap, my bad I did it by mistake’.
But the reason for my post today, he nearly burned the f’ing house down. He put DD down for a nap and then chopped some potatoes and put them on the hob. I was upstairs feeding baby (unaware any of this happened ) and started to smell something funny, called and text him… no reply. Thought it must have been next door having a bbq. Then it smelt a lot smokier and close, called and text again. Nothing. I went downstairs and the hob was on fire. He’d gone for a lay down and left it on the hob. I wake him up and tell him after putting out the fire and oh somehow it’s my fault. I didn’t let him sleep apparently. I’ve got a cold and slept an extra hr this morning and he had the kids so this so all my fault.
No idea why he’s like this but everything is always someone else’s fault