Post by mrs.jacinthe on Feb 17, 2016 9:32:13 GMT -5
TGIW, amirite?
Let's randoms/vents/confessions it up today! I'll add a get-you-started question: What's annoying you about your H/SO lately?
Mine: Right now, I'm training for a swim in July, working two jobs, cooking dinner, and doing laundry on a pretty much daily basis. His responsibilities are trash and cleaning the kitchen after I cook. Yesterday night, we were getting ready to think about going to bed and R reminded me no fewer than three times to clean the cat box and switch the laundry (which involves folding the load in the dryer). So I get up and start folding the dryer stuff, which takes a bit. He's puttering around taking out the trash (this morning was trash pickup) and then disappears. When I finished folding the laundry, I went to get the bag for the cat box and see him in the "workshop" (our dining room) putzing around with electronic components. I was all "WHAT are you doing?" and he was like "wasting time waiting for you?" I went ballistic. There is still stuff to be done and you're not too precious to clean the damn cat box. So CLEAN IT WHILE I AM DOING SOMETHING ELSE.
So I rage-scooped the boxes and started getting ready for bed. He apologized and I was fine. Woke up early to come down and work and went to put the kettle on to make some coffee (I'm using up some old expired via at the moment) and OMG, he did not even remotely clean the stove, put all the dishes in the dishwasher (which he *did* run), or clean the cast iron pan I used last night. It took me approximately 30 seconds to clean the stove and put the dishes in the sink for him to see, and would take me another 5 to clean the cast iron. I'm rageful again.
Oh I'd rage mrs.jacinthe, my husband never does the cat box either, including when I was pregnant! He made a big deal of doing it the first time I was pregnant but then just stopped so I had the choice of reminding him all the time or just doing it myself and I picked the latter.
I'll play! My BF is super sweet and sort of helpful. He doesn't want to do dishes here because he's noticed I'm very particular, which is true. So he clears the table, puts up the leftovers, and brings stuff over to the sink and rinses/stacks it for me. HE ALWAYS STACKS THE POTS ON TOP OF THE DISHES EVEN THO HE KNOWS I WASH THEM LAST. He sees me rearrange the stuff, and sometimes I even say leave them on the stove for me to grab when I'm ready. This would be so much easier if I had a DW. Sigh
Post by nursecramer on Feb 17, 2016 9:56:31 GMT -5
I'm raging on your behalf.
My vent is kind of petty. H got me a mandolin for my birthday, but as soon as I started playing it I noticed a pretty severe buzz from one of the frets being too high. He took it back to the music shop, they spent a week fixing it, and he picked it up. The buzz is better, but still audible. I took it back in on Monday and they said they'll take a little more off. But I'm pretty frustrated that it takes two trips to get it taken care of. Like, I understand you don't want to take too much off and have to adjust the other frets too, but if that's what needs to be done to get rid of the buzz, DO IT. That's your JOB.
This is a petty vent because I'm about 6 weeks out from defending my dissertation and not likely to play it much until then anyway. Also, I'm pretty much losing my mind trying to get my dissertation finished, buy this house (having multiple issues), pack up all our stuff, get our house ready to put on the market, and deal with family issues.
Nurse Cramer had stopped speaking to Nurse Duckett, her best friend, because of her liaison with Yossarian, but still went everywhere with Nurse Duckett since Nurse Duckett was her best friend....Nurse Cramer was prepared to begin talking to Nurse Duckett again if she repented and apologized.
My vent: my friggen Christmas tree is still up. It's still plugged in in fact, lighting up the neighborhood. I took all the ornaments down a week ago and DH said he would get the box from the attic and put the tree away. Apparently the box was really heavy. I asked him several times over the weekend to go get the box. Finally yesterday I went up to the attic and dragged the box down four flights of stairs. It was not heavy. Halfway down DH asked me if I needed help. My parents are coming in two days. I need that tree gone. We go through this fight every friggen year. I'm not strong enough to carry the tree up the stairs. He works at home and could just do it really quick on a break. When the kids at home he's "too busy parenting." Rage!
Post by emoflamingo on Feb 17, 2016 10:09:54 GMT -5
Punch him.
I was rage cleaning (another form rejection on a job I applied for that I got my hopes up about) yesterday and I bought three paper sized baskets to use to sort crap between me, H and the boys (I need to buy 2 more because I bought these when W was not creating crap for me to clean). H had TWO of them tossed in far corners of the house full of his shit. LIKE WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS BASKET OF SHIT RANDOMLY IN A BOX?! I want to throw his shit away every day but I can't because OMG what if he NEEDS that receipt. It makes me want to light the entire basement full of his shit on fire.
He leaves dishes piled in the sink for me to do even though he is capable of doing them too (he unloads but is generally not as good as loading as I am) but he piles both sides full and then I have to dig around for the stuff to go in the dishwasher. And he never rinses the sink out so I have to scrub it 3-4 times a week.
I'm full of rage because I feel sick and I'm at work.
Post by mrs.jacinthe on Feb 17, 2016 10:27:59 GMT -5
@notquiteblushing, our tree is still up too. It's unplugged, but we keep finding other things to do versus taking it down/putting it away. So imagine me doing the eye-to-eye point thing here.
I want to rage about my boss too, but this is a H thread. Let's just say that he's the worst combination of micromanaging, space case ADHD non-boss that ever existed. He asks me to do things that would take him less time to do than him asking me to do it. And my job title is to blame for all my rejections because my job title and my job description do not mesh at all.
I hear you! My husband can't clean because he hates cleaning. Ok well you make 1/5 of the mess too. i hate that I have to spend my whole weekend cleaning because he can't. He never makes the kids clean up their crap before they go to bed. They leave their clothes laying around, dirty dishes, papers, shoes, coats on the floor and when I walk in at midnight I'm going to bed not cleaning up their crap. He does the dishes, but if something doesn't get clean he puts it on top of my kuerig. Just wash it with a sponge or something. He washes clothes but never ever ever puts them away. He expects the kids to fold and put theirs away but they just throw them on the floor. I wish I didn't have to work. This drives me insane.
DH has back issues and every now and then he tweaks it working out. He pulled it last week and was in pain but ok over the weekend....well all the sudden yesterday it is terrible pain. I've questioned if he's doing all the things that help with it (ice, advil, rolling it out, etc). Nope. He is just being grumpy and not helping with the kids....but not trying to help himself. AWESOME!
Grrrr....meanwhile I'm doing everything around the house. I've upped my workout game and am now doing hot yoga on top of my daily workouts at the gym so I'm exhausted. I NEED HELP DH!
I am so tired of my H complaining about how big/expensive/fancy my new car is compared to his. We just bought a new-to-us Pathfinder - I'm not driving a damn luxury bus! And we're about to have our 3rd kid. Yes, I did deem a wide enough car to fit 3 carseats across a necessity, and yes, I also want the option of using a 3rd row of seats in the future. We paid $26k for it. Used. Nissan. We paid $25k for his truck 6 years ago... this is not an unreasonable sum of money, it is not an unreasonably expensive brand, and WE BOUGHT USED. Yes, it has more bells and whistles than his truck, but I've asked him approximately a million times if he's still happy with his truck and the answer is always yes. It's not the premium version or leather seats or entertainment centers... it's just got multiple heating zones and a backup camera. Oh, and THIS IS MEANT TO BE THE FAMILY CAR. IT IS MEANT TO BE COMFORTABLE FOR ROAD TRIPS (see 3rd kid... we're not going to be flying to Europe on the regular for vacation, ok?)! IT IS MEANT TO WORK FOR OUR FAMILY AND HE IS WELCOME TO DRIVE IT. Ok, then, can you just STFU about it then?
And then I come to work and my work husband is saying how they just bought his wife a brand new Pilot with all of the possible add-ons. It's like a $45k car. He's all NBD about it and I'm getting grief for spending $26?!
Post by mrsukyankee on Feb 18, 2016 3:24:15 GMT -5
My H has had some serious stress at work. I only work part-time (one day at a school and managing our house renovations) so I do all the cleaning, cooking, detail stuff, etc. I'm fine with doing all of this for the most part. But recently, even when he knows I've made dinner plans that involve him having to be home before I can really start cooking (or at least knowing that he's on his way), he's decided to go out for drinks. I get he wants to bitch about things with his closest workmate, but dude, I can't cook fish ahead of time...last night we didn't have dinner until 9:30pm and then I didn't get to bed until 11pm because I had to do the dishes. H fell asleep on the couch so I had to get the dog to go out as well. I wanted to bitch slap him. My goal was to be in bed by 9:30 last night. And now I'm up and exhausted yet again.