I know I’m going to sound like a miserable sod but….
In laws, lovely people but….
Drove FiL to Donington and back, 300+ mile round trip.
Got home, cooked a BBQ, no help, despite requesting it as as I’m tired after a busy week and that.
Fair enough, they helped clear up but on my insistence, ” take your plate in then, don go empty handed” ( which they were about to do)
FiL hears footy is on. Watches it despite knowing I, mrs Coolhandluke, daughter and MiL don’t like football
I’ve come to bed early as its winding me up a bit as I think that FiL is a bit rude now.
Maybe I’m tired and grumpy. I don’t know.
I look over it if they were here for a day but its the week.
Give me strength or tolerance,