Rodeo comes in, after work AND having been to Tesco to get food for NewMan and his boys, as they are at ours. To make matters worse, he has had a very bad back ( and lots of drugs!) so I have had to do alot for the little mites ( or, as I like to call them, ingrates from the smelly pool of hell).
I may have been feeling a little tired tonight, and possibly a little tetchy.....
Him "I've washed the bed sheets and they are dry and on the bed, airing"
Rodeo, feeling really pleased that he has felt well enough to be able to do such a lovely thing. "Thank you, so much, honey. I will spend the evening, upstairs, reading my book and letting you sit with your boys. " Although I really wanted to spend the evening snuggles with him, cuddling the world away.
Mistake!! I go upstairs and low and behold, the sheets are ON the bed....... I have to make it!! Bloody 'ell.
Now I've made it, I'm gonna have a bath and get in there and enjoy clean sheets.
Don't expect any pun tang tonight, H.O.N.E.Y