He wanted salad apparently

Granted the steaks came already bacon wrapped, but husband fucking reset the timer without telling me “bc it was set on HIS iPad which is weird” and now they are overdone. Twat. He’s also whining that he’s been eating shitty this week and that I made Mac and cheese as the side in addition to broccoli. He said absolutely no to the crab cakes.

We’re eating in separate rooms. Me at the gorgeous dining set that I’m still making payments on and him on the living room couch.

Fuck me for trying to have a nice New Year’s dinner after he shit all over my idea of going out to eat. Good thing I’ve already started in on my champagne.

Edited to add: He’s now left for work, small angry toddler is in bed, and I’m playing with the legos from Grandma. I just built a motherfucking tiger

Edit 2: As requested! Tiger!