Or do you have husbands like this too?
Let me set the scene......GlitterGurl moved out on her own in Dec, and since then I have been ragging, er gently trying to persuade Whynot (can someone btw please tell me how to cross out characters) to help out more with the daily chores. This has caused some major discord in our home, as Whynot is sometimes, actually quite frequently a pig headed Italian who still lives in 1960, where a man's home is his castle. Think Ralph Kramden without that big belly LOL. Sometimes he surprises me and empties the dishwasher.
This amuses me because we have lived here on The Avenue for nearly FIFTEEN years, we don't have a lot stuff and it's always been in the same place. For crying out loud TOF knows where stuff belongs here and knows the difference between this house and his house, which is identical to ours, cept his mama seems to think the drawer below the microwave is better suited for silverware instead of baggies and wrap and such, therefore leaving the proper silverware drawer for the wraps. Anywho, I digress. So Whynot attempts to empty the dishwasher, he puts away some things with ease, some things get put in the wrong place, like TOF's plastic plates and bowls, we don't stack bowls on plates, too hard to get at when you need them and you would have seen that when you opened the cabinet. And some things, for whatever reason, perhaps they frighten him, don't get put away at all. Like TOF's sippy cups.
Oh it's not like he doesn't try to put the sippy cups away, he starts, and then that's where they must scare him or something. Because I will come home to a few cups on the counter and the lids, now these must be the scarey parts, in different places in the dishwasher than I had originally placed them. As if Whynot, picked them up, they shouted BOO and he dropped them back into the dishwasher. Oh to be a fly on the wall during this stressful time for my beloved. I have to wonder does he do this because he is truly chore challenged, or does he do it to piss me off in hopes of my saying, "oh it's ok dear, you don't have to help anymore?" Cuz that just ain't happenin!!
The other chore that Whynot has recently resumed is grass cutting. Oh how I miss Glittergurl's lawn mowing skills. She was far better at it than her predecessor, Big Mouse. She was damn good at mowing the lawn that girl was. Whynot, not so. The same individual that stressed the lawn must be mowed weekly before we go gallivanting with our friends, has forgotten that golden rule. It's been 10 days or so, closer to 12! Today I reminded him the grass needs mowing, his excuse was that he was waiting for me to mow the front. I scoffed at him and he whined, "but you did it for Glittergurl" Big baby!
Catch ya later, I'm off to mow the front lawn. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR