(subtitled: These people that I live with make me crazy)
Need proof?
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For the first time in 13 years of marriage, my husband has put a roll of toilet paper on the holder in the bathroom. He put it on wrong, of course. 13 years I'm telling you. Has he never noticed how the toilet paper feed comes from the bottom? Probably not because it's always conveniently there when he needs it. This may seem nit-picky, but the way I see it, I'm the one who uses it the most in a house full of boys, I should darn well be able to have it the way I need it (especially for the middle of the night bathroom stops. I don't like playing "guess where the loose end is" in the middle of the night).
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About six months ago part of the extension handle that allows my vacuum to work on hard floors disappeared. I could still use it, but I had to stoop to do so....not fun. I've looked everywhere the piece could logically be. Today I found it on the floor of the garage. Logical? Not so much.
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With the introduction of the Wii in the house, the family room area carpet that finally had stopped fuzzing up every time you looked at it wrong has started vomiting dust bunnies again. (ok this one isn't entirely the kid's fault, but it was worth mentioning)
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At what point is it that children learn how to throw away their trash in the right place and without prompting? I know it seems like a lot to deal with, but seriously, what gives? It's not like they see me drop shit on the floor all the time. Little sticker that comes on apples? Don't know what to do with it? How about drop it on the floor!! Tiny little sticker that comes on hearing aid batteries? Don't bother yourself with the trash can, drop it on the floor! Green bean in your way at dinner time? You guessed it...the floor is where that belongs!
Crazy I tell ya.
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