DH & I never really go out much, mainly because I've never found a sitter I like enough.
Anyway, today's my day off, DH unexpectedly turns round and says he can shuffle stuff round today and take the day off with me, lets go catch a movie and have lunch while the DDs are at school.
Great, I say. I just have to drop Anne (Old lady we used to live next to, manipulative old bugger, but I give her lifts, help out occasionally, as she has no family) in Nearest Big Town, where we're going anyway if we're to see a film.
Nonononono, says DH, you know she only phones you when she needs a taxi service.
Want to make something of it? says I.
Long story short, DH tantrums on the grounds Anne is being a PITA and is 'using' me, and he's not rescheduling so he can spend time with her.
I tantrum saying she's old, she's alone, it's no biggie surely to have her in the car half an hour there and back, we'll have the day together while she's off tootling.
Doors slam, DH goes to work, I come on here, and Anne's probably wondering where the hell I am.
Phew.
That feels better.
I'll check back later to see if you think DH is now going to divorce me