Hey all; hope you've been hving a good weekend.
I had a hissy fit at my OH today. First weekend off together for months & the last weekend off together till the end of august so I figured we'd be able to get loads done. Instead he played XBox all day yesterday, then insisted we go on the ferry to Portsmouth to do some shopping. Managed to find some moses basket fitted sheets at last, but that was it. Was kinda depressing.
Anyway, started shouting at him thismorning for expecting me to always get the housework done etc. After an hour of me moaning & stomping around the house as I was washingh up, ironing, dusting, vacuuming etc... He FINALLY got up off his arse & cleaned the microwave, toilets & the shower... I was like, well thanks, but seriously, is that it???? Is that all you think needs doing in this place??? Argh!!!!!!!!!!!
Think he felt guilty after a while coz my sides & back were starting to hurt & I got stuck on the floor while emptying the bins and guess what? He's now gone into the spare rfoom & has made a start on the nursery!!!!!!!!!!!! Yay!
Maybe being a bitch to him does work after all?! I know I shouldn't complain too much, because altho he sucks at cleaning, he is brilliant with everything else & completely supportive of me in life in general despite being sex starved & tired with me keeping him awake when I can';t sleep etc etc etc. Bless him.
Right, that's my rant over for the month, lol.
On a good note, well, I assume it's a good thing; my booby leaked last night for the first time!!!
And only 75 days to go!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So excited/scared/happy/impatient!!!