Your better half's biggest foible
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RegionalChaos
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Oh man, I love her for it, but my wife has some wonderful ADHD. So on the weekends or what not, when we are both working on chores around the house, she has a method to keep herself on task: she keeps asking me to do each random thing that comes up. I'll be outside mowing the lawn, and come in for a drink of water. She'll be working on cleaning the living room or something, and when she sees me pass by she'll ask me to do whatever it is she just thought of or noticed that isn't what she is currently working on. It frustrates me to no end, I just want to focus on one thing at a time!
RegionalChaos
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Also, anytime she mentions something that I am not familiar with (someones birthday, a school event, etc.) it's because I forgot. Not because she might not have told me about it. Oh no. She is always sure she has told me everything. It's always because I forgot and I don't listen well! 
Our house is not a big deal, I am the type of person that picks up every day and my wife is a deep cleaner once a week or so. If works out well.
My biggest issue is her car. Like I said I like to keep things organized. Every time I get out of my car, I bring whatever I brought into it with me. My wife collects crap. If we run out of clean cups in the house I just go to her car and collect the 15 dirty ones scattered about. I always insist we take my car whenever we go anywhere so I don't have to deal with digging out my seat.
My biggest issue is her car. Like I said I like to keep things organized. Every time I get out of my car, I bring whatever I brought into it with me. My wife collects crap. If we run out of clean cups in the house I just go to her car and collect the 15 dirty ones scattered about. I always insist we take my car whenever we go anywhere so I don't have to deal with digging out my seat.
The problem my wife and I have is that we both have the same damn flaws. Neither of us is very good at putting **** away... so you can imagine what our house tends to look like!
We do try and split up chores. One of my jobs is picking up the kitchen every night, doing the dishes. Her job is the easy part, just empty out the dishwasher. When she does it (which is maybe one-third of the times), she acts like she's just ****ing cured cancer or something. Cripes, the two times a year she actually puts *dirty* dishes in the dishwasher, look out!
What annoys me more than anything, though... I don't mind doing laundry, putting it in the washer, all of that. I *hate* folding laundry (as does she). So, we'll have big piles of clothes on the floor to get folded, and so I'll grab a beer and fold clothes while watching MNF or the Celtics or whatever (cripes, ain't I a domestic bitch?). My **** gets hung right up, or in my dresser, I know where I want all my stuff. I'll fold a big ol' laundry basket of her stuff... just needs to get put away, I don't know how she keeps her clothes organized. And.... it sits there, folded, all oranized.... JUST NEEDING HER TO PUT THEM IN THE DAMN DRESSER... they just sit there for WEEKS.
Or, she'll spend all of this time folding the babe's clothes, and then not put them away. Please tell me how I'm supposed to find a onesie at the bottom of a laundry basket and not disturb all of the folded clothes on top? It ends up being that she just wasted her time folding all of those little tiny clothes that don't NEED to be kept all that neat anyway.
Cripes, I really do sound like a whiny little domesticated bitch here, don't I? Don't tell Paul or the boys, m'kay?
We do try and split up chores. One of my jobs is picking up the kitchen every night, doing the dishes. Her job is the easy part, just empty out the dishwasher. When she does it (which is maybe one-third of the times), she acts like she's just ****ing cured cancer or something. Cripes, the two times a year she actually puts *dirty* dishes in the dishwasher, look out!
What annoys me more than anything, though... I don't mind doing laundry, putting it in the washer, all of that. I *hate* folding laundry (as does she). So, we'll have big piles of clothes on the floor to get folded, and so I'll grab a beer and fold clothes while watching MNF or the Celtics or whatever (cripes, ain't I a domestic bitch?). My **** gets hung right up, or in my dresser, I know where I want all my stuff. I'll fold a big ol' laundry basket of her stuff... just needs to get put away, I don't know how she keeps her clothes organized. And.... it sits there, folded, all oranized.... JUST NEEDING HER TO PUT THEM IN THE DAMN DRESSER... they just sit there for WEEKS.
Or, she'll spend all of this time folding the babe's clothes, and then not put them away. Please tell me how I'm supposed to find a onesie at the bottom of a laundry basket and not disturb all of the folded clothes on top?
It ends up being that she just wasted her time folding all of those little tiny clothes that don't NEED to be kept all that neat anyway.Cripes, I really do sound like a whiny little domesticated bitch here, don't I? Don't tell Paul or the boys, m'kay?
