He NEEDS to be 10 minutes early to everything. I am punctual myself, so when he starts in on my case 40 minutes before we actually need to leave, I want to punch him in the face. .
Um, yep, I deal with this as well. He will literally follow me around while I'm getting shit together, on my ass to leave AND YET, DOES NOTHING TO HELP THE CAUSE. I'm sorry but no, I'm not going to arrive 30 minutes early so you can play on your phone in the car when 5 of those minutes could have been better spent taking out the trash etc. I'm not ever late, I know how long it takes to get the kids out the door.
I don't have many really, because I'm fucking Oscar Madison, but H's list is...long.
- I leave cabinets open. - I leave crumbs in the butter from making toast. - I am a collector of clothing and shoes that I never wear. - I wear broken bras until I'm practically getting tetanus and complaining, and H is like, "PLEASE BUY BRAS THAT DON'T REQUIRE EXTRA VACCINES!" - I don't buy new underwear and have too many period stained ones in rotation. - I overreact to temperature stuff (i.e. if I am hot for even a moment, I will KILL A BITCH AND TURN THE AC DOWN TO 58 DEGREES OMFG!!!!!).
Post by cincodemayo on Sept 22, 2015 21:30:26 GMT -5
My H's for me would be that I always leave like half a serving size of French fries or frozen veggies in the bag when I'm making dinner, you know, for next time! So we have 6 small twisted up bags of fries at the bottom of the freezer.
Post by biogirl21 on Sept 22, 2015 21:34:22 GMT -5
H said it annoys him that I nag about one of the stupid video games he plays and assume he's been playing longer than he actually has when I get home at night. Well the fact that you are playing a video game when the house looks like it was hit by Tornado James(which it was) annoys me.
He steals the whole fucking bed if I get up at night to go pee or deal with the toddler. Then, he is dead to the world and won't move. I want to kill him.
DH does this too. I've started just laying down on him, it's very effective. Like if I go to care for DD and he flings his arm over my side of the bed, when I get back into bed I just lay down in my spot as if his arm wasn't there. He moves every time.
Puts trash in the sink, e.g. plastic spoon in his cereal bowl. NO. That is trash. IT DOESN'T GO IN THE SINK. Straw in a glass. PULL THAT MOTHERFUCKING STRAW OUT!
Along the same line, when DH cooks meat he puts the gross plastic wrapper in the sink. So it's all covered in chicken juice or ground beef blood, hanging out in the sink. Dude, you already had raw meat on your hand from opening the package! WHYYY did you put the package in the sink instead of the trash?!
Post by humpforfree on Sept 22, 2015 21:38:02 GMT -5
For me- probably that I "contaminate" the jelly & peanut butter by using the same knife in both jars. And I am also anal about being on time/early. And I have to pee all the time (even not pregnant).
He has absolutely no idea how long anything is going to take. He's all 'this is only going to take 5 minutes' and it takes over an hour.
YES. DH tried to tell me that "setting up the chickens (moving the chicken coop and heavy fencing, reinforcing the fencing, rebuilding the roof, and washing the equipment) would "only take an hour or two." Try more like 8-10 hours spread out over 3 weekends. Like I said it would.
Today I'm most annoyed that DH's idea of doing the dishes = moving the dishes to the sink so they can "soak overnight." I.e. So I can actually wash them in the morning. No a pot I heated tomato sauce in does not need to soak for 12 hours. Stop.
He leaves plastic bags or wrappers on the kitchen counter instead of throwing throwing them in the trash, 2 feet away. Like everything... Candy wrappers, chip bags, sauce packets from stove top meals, breast milk bags.
Leaves the microwave open AND with like 3 seconds left on it so I have to reset it to use.
His side of the bed on the floor, and his closet floor is apparently his laundry basket, nothing goes into the actual hamper.
Can't fold laundry - he will separate it so I can fold my own, and then just shoves his all in his dresser, unfolded. Sometimes it's to a point the drawer won't close so I end up folding it for him.
Never knows where his keys/wallet/hat are and thinks I know.
Oh! And he always goes to change clothes after work LITERALLY after I call the kids to sit at the table for dinner. Dude, that was NOT the 5 minute warning. SO RUDE.
Yes. I give a 5 minute warning. Then when dinner is actually ready he's got to change into shorts/wash his hands/take his pills/get a glass of water/etc.
Post by countthestars on Sept 22, 2015 21:57:09 GMT -5
He leaves barely used tissues on his nightstand and in the bathroom. "For future use". No.
Also leaves the sink on spray and not stream.
Lastly, e cannot for the life of him remember to leave the washing machine open so it doesn't get a musty smell. You would think that he would guess correctly 50% of the time but no, it is always closed.
This might actually be super flameful. If he's putting something on bread, like margarine or peanut butter, he'll just scoop up a bunch indiscriminately, use what he needs, and scrape the rest back off the knife into the container. No dude, no. We are living in a society here.
The fact that you use margarine is the most flameful part of this.
When dinner's ready he sits down to eat like there's no one else in the house. Hello, how about set the table, make DS a cup of milk, put DD in the Bumbo, ANYTHING. Don't just sit there stuffing your face while I buzz around getting everyone else ready to eat.
Eats whole sunflower seeds constantly. The sound of him shelling them with his teeth is like sitting next to a giant fucking gerbil. I've forbidden him from eating them in the car with me, we are too close together for me to listen to that shit.
OMG it's the worst thing ever. And he always gets a bag for a road trip. Fucking kill me.
I just asked H if the water glass habit was my most irritating. He said asking him how he'd respond to various questions on this board is the most irritating, with the water glasses being a close second.
Post by cherry1111 on Sept 22, 2015 22:22:58 GMT -5
Takes 25 minutes to poop. And always goes the minute he gets home from work. I get home first so I'm wrangling the kid and trying to get dinner ready and he walks in the door. Yay! Help! Oh no, now he must go to the bathroom for half an hour.
If we are trying to leave he will disappear into the car and back it out of the garage and wait in it while I'm running around the house turning off lights, making sure the dog has food/water, making sure we have a bag packed for DS, and all those other things to do before leaving. He doesn't even take DS with him so then I have to get him into his car seat. I'm raging on this one just thinking about it.