Gets in last night , ( I’m in bed , asleep ) absolutely sozzled to bejeesus.
She eventually crawls into bed around 4am. Fair enough, her decision.
I get up at the normal time, pad to the kitchen to get the coffee on to be confronted with ……..
1. Large le Creuset casserole pot , split neatly in two on the stove. ( Spotless though- I’ll give her that )
2. Kitchen drawer , splintered and askew – hanging bleakly from its rollers.
3. Venetian blind, torn from wall, rawlplugs and all.
4. Carton of Tropicana , crushed. Contents puddled around the bin.
She tells me she thought “cleaning up ” was allegedly a grand idea at the time and I guess I know what I’ll be doing over the Easter break.
FFS!
Anyone else’s partners managed to trash the place with the best of intentions ?