My partner loves going to the pub, it used to be a Friday night thing after work. Now it's pretty much every Friday, Saturday and Sunday night and if he finishes work early in the week. It's about 2 hours every time smack bang in the middle of tea time/preparing dinner.
We are due to go on holiday tomorrow. I'm trying to sort the house as someone is house sitting for us. Our youngest is unwell and just wants to be cuddled. I still have washing that needs to be done. Dinner needs to be cooked for the older kids. I haven't finished packing and off he's fucked because I quote "he's bored"
I'd love to be bored but I have so much to do and I can't move off the sofa because the baby wants to cuddle.
I made it clear I wasn't happy tonight and he still left. I'm furious and sat here crying. I'm absolutely exhausted from the baby being unwell and I've been juggling him all day on my own whilst trying to get things done.
If we weren't going on holiday tomorrow I'd be telling him to sleep elsewhere tonight. I'm sick of flogging myself whilst he does what he wants when he wants.
It's not as simple as ltb.....we have kids, a house, a mortgage etc but I'm sick of telling him that it's a problem only for him to go more and more.