I am horrible.
My considerate boyfriend asked when I was on the phone to him today what he should get from the shops as he would pass them on his way home (in a 'what would you like' way).
My response went something like this: "I don't care what you buy. This is my only 2 hrs in the house now until Sunday between 8am and 11pm - when am I going to need anything?!!"
What a horror! In my defense I had already explained I was really tired and was going to try to grab an hour of sleep before going back out to work tonight... But I was still a bitch.