The manky baking tray is still where it was last night and fuck knows if the moron is going to clean it up.
Look at those crumbs. He must have had toast, or crumbs for tea and dropped a few.
Also, the dishwasher which I turned on two days ago has still not been unloaded.
I honestly wouldn't mind his attitude to these things but the double standard makes me seethe. Well, for about two seconds, it's funny after that. Even worse, he is now sulking at me. I found him asleep in his underwear on the sofa. He heard me come in, waited till I'd gone upstairs so he wouldn't have to talk to me and then went into his room. He is over 10 years older than me and is behaving like a little child.
Sigh...
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