Let's Chat...

And let's chat about pet peeves shall we? We all have them - some are obvious, neatness, sloppy, foods, habits... mine of course all involve the man I married. Frankly I can't remember a time when something so annoyed me as some of the things my darling husband does on a continuing and regular basis... let's discuss a few shall we?

First, the phone call from the car with the windows down so he has to shout to be heard, you have to shout for him to hear you and all you hear is the sound of rushing wind and traffic. Roll up the flipping windows turn on the AC and then attempt to have a conversation. This is a nightly occurrence.

Also nightly is the discussion of what is for dinner... did you have to plan/shop/cook/clean it up? No! Shut up and eat it and I frankly don't care if you had Chinese/Mexican/burgers/whatever for lunch this is what I have cooked eat it or starve - not really concerned with your opinions on the matter.

How tough is your life? Seriously? Your day consists of up, shower, go to work which is half the commute of your wife, home, change, you eat dinner, sit in your chair watch the TV program you want to and then go to bed.

My day is somewhat different - even working from home... up, dogs, you shower, you gone, me shower, make breakfast, log on, work all day, run errands in the afternoon to beat the get home from work crowd - including mailing a gift to YOUR friend, AND get a gift card for your mother. Rush home to make a conference call, did 5 loads of laundry while reviewing documents, left the folding until post work time, planned, shopped, prepared dinner, cleaned the kitchen, gave the dog her shot, folded all the laundry then helped you with your little fit on the computer to order drugs from some pharmacy in Florida rather than pay the extra $5 per script for the dog's meds. I personally would rather deal with people I know... now it might be more than 5 bucks but I don't know frankly if shipping is close to the difference in price - go with the doc you know - you know? (we'll get into tight wad later too)

Last night you asked ME to order the meds... I said no because you had done the research... tonight you get all pissy because I didn't "help you".. i.e. do it for you. Finally tired of listening to you bitch at me from another room (another peeve we will get to) I came in and you sit there are pissed off and frustrated because you couldn't type in a simple form. For the record it took me 2 minutes. What was so freaking hard? How do you get through a day without someone to handle these details for you - and I won't even mention nose wiping or the other side of your body where your head resides regularly.

Another pet peeve is this conversational walking away, you start a sentence or conversation then find it necessary to walk away usually to another room or floor, ensuring that I cannot hear you and them must shout and either (usually) get up from what I am doing - or remain where I am - doing dishes or laundry and ignore the mumblings from another room. And when I look lost at some statement you say later - remember the walking away and water running rule.

A large peeve in my world is this idea that I do nothing all day - because I have someone clean my house every OTHER week, and have the kid next door let OUR dogs out so they aren't bouncing off the walls when I get home. Especially when your pampered fanny is traveling... getting back to that tight wade thing again. I don't want to spend my weekends cleaning up after you - and I will NEVER give up my cleaning lady as long as I'm working full time. Live with it. Again - what did he have to do for Mother's Day? Call his Mom were there flowers delivered to her home? You betcha - did he lift a finger to deal with it? Oh heck no - when I grump about it - I get the half hearted, "Yeah I really appreciate you handling that." Kiss my grits.

One just occurred - finished his stuff and stayed on the computer -- either that or murder him - this was healthier. And he's in another room - and he shouts - "What are you doing?" I am in the room with the computer and the dog crates, if you can't hear the typing then I must be napping in the dog crates. Really. My response, once he mutes the TV is a pithy - "On the computer" (duh) I may try the napping in the crates next time just to see if he's listening.

My final peeve for this session is the regular appearance of Captain Tightwad, and his ship the SS "You're spending all our money". Well dear I could stop shopping which means we'd stop eating, having clean clothes and bodies as all those supplies require things to be purchased. Then there is the shopping for gifts - "all the time", yes once or twice per month a card or gift must be purchased for said family member - cards mostly unless you are a kid in the family or just have birth to one. For the record I don't spend $100 per gift - you get a card and if your a kid books, usually in the 20-30 range with shipping. Adults get a card with a stamp, unless you are parental units - then we come up with something. Then I come up with something. Yes dear I buy shoes - 1 to 2 pairs per year to replace the ones with cracked soles and broken heels - my word will it never end?

Oh sure I do drop a buck or 5 here and there, books mostly which really sends him over, clothes, manicures, pedicures, waxing, something silly now and again. But I managed to still pay all the bills - please note I pay the bills - he balances the check book once per month. I pay the bills, put everything into the check book then get yelled at when it doesn't balance. That is why we keep you dear. Not that he can log on the bank accounts on line and look at things... even with the bank site bookmarked and the password noted in a location of his choosing. I still have to log on for him - which I do from memory. (mostly)

So in closing - of this rant of peeves? He's really annoyed me tonight - and I needed a little Cheap Therapy. Have a good night stay cool and enjoy your freshly cleaned and folded laundry - thanks again to the magic fairy who makes it all happen in your house.

(yeah yeah decaf would help but it wouldn't be as much fun- would it?)