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Calling out my wife on any annoying behavior is utterly futile. She will simply begin listing all the things I have done wrong. She has an uncanny mental catalogue of the chores I haven't finished in a timely manner over the last 9 years. I have neither the will nor the energy to compete.
They key to successfully getting her to change persistently irksome behavior is not to complain, but to look hurt and defeated. My appearing hurt has a profound affect on her. I can't recommend this tactic enough.
I found when I act like I'm in charge and tell her I'm going skiing without her I get an attitude from her. When I'm super nice and loving she will just out if the blue say "you should go skiing this weekend". Don't know if it's her training me or me training her. All I know is if I see fresh snow in the forecast I become awfully nice a few days before.
I should note she usually skis with me but she's pregnant right now.
Sounds familiar...but I do have a few great stories about a former blonde roommate:
I am in bed sleeping and hear noises outside. I keep listening, its rocks hitting my bedroom window. Open the blinds and its my roommate. I open the window and ask her wtf she's doing. She replies that she locked herself out. I go downstairs and door is open (screen door is closed but not locked). All I could do is shake me head.
I get a call from her asking if I can come pick her up. She had gotten in a fight with some friends over dinner and decided to start walking (about 10 miles to the house). I get there and pick her up. While driving home I ask her where her car is. She says its back at the restaurant. I said "So you drove there?" She replies by asking if I can take her back in the morning to pick up her car. This would make sense if she had been drinking, but she had not.
I told my wife about the thread, and informed her that we are both very normal, by TGR standards at least.
Way too many of the same stories between all of us. It is a true Mars vs. Venus thing.
On lighting fires- my wife started one once at our old house, while I was out at the store. I come home to all the doors open, and her flipping out as I drive up. She had lit one of those fire logs with the flue closed. Total mess, but luckily I got the flue open through the flames. She got mad at me for closing the flue.
Fast fwd 2 years, and we are selling the house. As we remove furniture and pictures from that area, we realize that there are perfect outlines of everything still on the walls. We never noticed the smoke damage. I had to paint the entire wall, hearth, and most of the ceiling in that room. She was still mad at me for closing the flue.
Way to go everybody!
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Ah come on Klar, give us complainers a little rope. The bear snoring in the next room, keeping me awake, is going to get smothered someday.
Ah come on liv2ski, just saying you all seem pretty handy at fixing appliances and changing oil and stuff! You don't like being called handy?
Hey Klar, so what does it mean if you are handsome and handy?
Klar, I was being sarcastic with the "give us a little rope" comment. As in enough to hang ourselves. I know my wife and her pals talk all kinds of shit about the guys, as they huddle up when they get together, voices low, looking around, before one of us handy/handsome guys sneaks up on them. It is in peoples nature to vent a bit. If they don't, well those kooks end up going postal.
Working at a start up where both members of a couple are also employees only drives home the point that I couldn't tolerate the bullshit a woman inevitably brings into my life. Fuck that shit. What a whiny, needy, worthless waste of resources.
With that attitude it sounds like you should find a dude
I hate to put so fine a point on it, but why do you figure you don't see more straight dudes hanging out with gay dudes all the time? I don't know about anybody else, but I've never, in those moments when I'm pretending to listen to my wife, but in actuality, am debating between jabbing an ice pick in my ears or sticking my head underwater until I drown, thought to myself, "I wouldn't mind listening to this bullshit so much if only my wife had a penis."
splat is only gay married
to me
How'd you get outa your cage? I never let my wife out her cage without supervision. Imarite guys?
All jokes aside , my wife and I have a mild addiction to pop( soda for you freedom ppl) and if it's in the house I drink it. So I don't buy it she claims not to either. I shit you fucking not, it's like living with a closet alcoholic, pop cans and bottle everywhere. Under the bed , in drawers , behind the couch , IN the couch. Lol we work at the same place and check out under her desk. Shit makes me crazy. Just throw them away.
Just had a real doozie of a conversation
My son's team that I coach has a game later today. The manager sent out an email that said game was at 11....turns out the game is at 11:20
I figured this out as the wife and I were planning our departure time. Upon learning of the new, later time she says "so we're just going to get there early now?"
When I told her (in a very deliberate tone) "no, we're are going to leave later than we originally planned so we DON'T get there so early" she came back with "I'm not an idiot, you don't have to talk to me like that"
Love you!...(puff puff)
Shit is absolutely perfect this morning, but the wife wants to be a stick in the mud. Kid asked if we could go play golf instead of skiing (it's supposed to be almost 70 in Denver), so the wife starts huffing around the house talking about how she's trying to get better at skiing and I just bought her new ski boots and now no one wants to go. It never occurred to me that dropping $550 on new ski boots for your wife's birthday could be construed as a bad thing. I dropped a splash of scotch in my coffee, so now she's struggling with the fact that she has a golf bum for a daughter and an alcoholic for a husband. Must be tough...
I do get there early dippy
so an email gives the wrong time, and then I figure out the mistake but should still show up at wrong time.
got it
you should be a professional planner
i hope for your sake you're still drunk from last night
my post was about her not getting it and then you REALLY didn't get it...wow
Gimptoo- are you a wife?
I come home from work today and go out in the garage to spend a few minutes on my Subaru short block swap project and discover the garage is full of smoke. I go into emergency action mode unplugging everything, disconnect the battery in the lawn tractor, take batteries out of my heater. Go into the garage attic and unplug the radon fan which has been getting noisy because the bearings only seem to last five years. I think that is it. To be sure everything is cool I take the ladder outside and go up on the roof and check everything over. This all takes me about an hour and when I close the garage door the smell and smoke don't come back so I think I have the situation dialed.
I text info to wife. She gets back to me right away to let me know that her and my stepson were in the garage burning school papers this morning for a 7th grade project but she forgot to let me know...or air out the god damned garage because opening the automatic door was something they just didn't have time for.
Sigh.
"well it's a stupid place for anyone to have put a post in a garage...."
Love you honey!
Wife has never understood the concept of a thermostat, especially in a vehicle. It's set to either the lowest or the highest temp possible, and usually both in a single car ride. The thought of setting it at a comfortable temp? Nope.
I've given up on this...and most other things. It's the smart thing to do.
Be happy you have a wife that can and wants to ski. After my wife's 4th cervical fusion I had to sell all her gear so she would stop whining every time she looked at them in the garage. My ski days decreased dramatically after that. Maybe we can trade wives? She's always going on how she wants to live in the woods without any neighbors in shouting distance.
Mine's the same way. The scene:
A hot 90F day. Wife is home, AC on in house, set at 80, windows shut. At 9pm, I get home, and it's cooled down to 75 outside, so I start opening windows to cool the place down.
"What are you doing?" she asks. She then closes the windows, and cranks the AC down to 70.
"What are YOU doing?" I ask, "It's cooling off outside."
"I know. It will cool off inside faster if we run the AC."
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