I left my job about 2 weeks ago; DH is working 3 days a week and home for 4 at the moment. He loves to cook. Trouble is, he's a SLOB. In capital letters. Today he is taking a cooking class online and has been prepping for it for 2 days. My kitchen looks like a bomb hit it. Every bowl, every appliance, every utensil, it's all over the counters, the kitchen table, he even has a laptop lying on a stool in the middle of the room. The dog is in heaven because being a slob translates to lots of snacks for her! My hot dog is starting to look more like a knockwurst on a daily basis!
He is driving me crazy with all this cooking! Because it leaves me to do the REAL cleaning up afterwards. This morning, I was woken up to the stench of smoke coming off the grill on the deck. Wafting through my open bedroom window. He was cooking breakfast before the 10:30 am cooking class!
I told him the next few days there is a MORATORIUM on cooking! And a respite from kitchen cleaning for ME.
How's being cooped up together working for YOU? Let's share a laugh or two, I think we all need it!
There are days we take walks together sometimes alone. We are lucky to leave in a pretty established, quiet, off the beaten path non HOA neighborhood. By established I mean most the residents on our street have lived there since the late 60’s two homes have older children that have moved back to help their parents. One home built an in-law suite or their parents. Most of us have known each other since the late 60’s. Two homes turned over owners in the early 80’s. We talk from our homes if we see others outside. Everyone is wearing their mask. We are surviving and keeping tabs on each others well being. Wishing everyone the best during this time. Time and life march on to a different beat now a days.
You're amazing!!
In great contrast, her identical twin sister is not like this at all and we can have intelligent conversations about other subjects in life which is so refreshing.
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Girl you made me giggle!!
I know this is a hard one, but you sound like me! I have discovered if I don't clean up my hubby's pots and pans, HE has to wash them if he wants to use them!!
Let's face it, no one is gonna come for a visit!
Go soak in the tub and paint your nails girl!!
God bless!!
DH wanted to dismantle the 'pod'. No No No I may need it again...
Isn’t it interesting how different our animals personalities are? My greyhound had the sweetest laidback personality. They are often described as more cat like than a dog. They are shy, aloof and independent. They are affectionate but not clingy.
Greys are lazy couch potatoes that rarely bark. Very quiet, sweet dogs. My grey stole my heart.
My cats were sweet and laid back but one of my kitties did go wild at Christmas one year. She climbed my Christmas tree and shook off all of the ornaments! LOL.
She loved to hide places. One cold morning I opened up my nightstand drawer to get a pair of socks out to wear.
I left the drawer open for a bit. I came back to the room and quickly shut the drawer not noticing that my kitty was curled up in the drawer.
Later I kept hearing her meow. I couldn’t find her. Then I figured out the sound was coming from the closed drawer. When I opened it, she popped out like a jack in the box!
My schnauzer was my craziest animal though. She did not know that she was a little pooch and had such a big personality! Very yippy yappy watchdog! They were bred to be ratters in the castles in Germany. So, they are tough little dogs! Sweet but very spirited!
Don’t have any animals now. I miss them but I do have allergies and asthma and it’s best if my house is animal free. I love them so much. They add so much to our lives but can keep us on our toes too.
The little schnauzer disgraced him last week when he cocked his leg & weed all over car keys & a drink bottle stowed in the grass by a couple exercising nearby. They saw it & laughed their heads off.
It's good to get up and move, but this is nuts... she's 12 years old (roughly 64 in human years) so should be sleeping or gardening or doing whatever retirees living a comfortable lifestyle do. My husband has been retired for 2 years but he ignores her. Our male cat sleeps and eats, that's the extent of his activity.
What a wonderful problem to have, though!
Sorry for venting!😣
I think it was so he would not have to cook at all, not ever.
This week, he has tried the "I'm not hungry" excuse. Until I cook it alone, serve it alone, then he decides he is hungry.
I guess it is the 3 meals a day that I am getting tired of preparing.
But I should not complain. The food is good, and at least we have some!
If you can, YouTube Jeff Dunham's
video with Walter!
Walter says "It's not OK to kill your spouse ".
It's a good laugh!!
Just like they do on NCIS, when Gibbs slaps DiNozzo.
But I am not a violent person.
Really, we are doing GREAT!
But last night about 10 p.m., I suggested we put a time limit on arguing. So, we argued about what time that should be. 🤦♀️
We do eat lunch together which is nice. We are cooking together more for dinner. All in all, things are going well.
He grills quite a bit. Love that! I do some side dishes.
I was often reminding my boys to put their dishes in the dishwasher. No amount of nagging seemed to penetrate! I made them stop whatever they were doing to put the plate away but that didn't work either. Frustratingly, my hubby is the nice parent and just does it for them.
A few years ago, I got fed up and served the kid's dinner on the dirty plates from the sink. (I wasn't too worried about getting them sick). They didn't realize they were eating on dirty plates until they eaten down to the stuck on food from the previous meal. They were grossed out and mad at me (including hubby). I told them to expect it again if they didn't put their dishes in the dishwasher. It has improved so I was willing to be #$% Mom for a night.
With the kids home more now, I am teaching them how to cook. At first, they all blanched at touching raw meat. Wimps! They've gotten better about that and are more appreciative of the effort it takes to get a good meal on the table.
As the sign on my kitchen wall says, "M is for Mother, not for Maid."
FYI...My MIL gave me that sign just after I got married. Hubby and I were nowhere near ready for kids. My dad made a sign to give my MIL..."C is for Condom, not for Child"
Thanks for the laughs, they are helping!
Was exposed to a person at work who is now awaiting the swab test so instructed to self-isolate at home until results back. Like on my own but 4 of us in the house - with 3 bedrooms. So yesterday I phoned DH from the car & told him. After he FREAKED OUT he got his me-man-me-fix-it on - rearranged the furniture & now I live in the Cov-Pod. It has the camping matts, a tv viewing hole, my computer & best of all: wine & coffee are delivered! I had my meals provided on the deck. Waving to the family through the glass doors as I ate in peace listening to the birds. I mask up to put my dishes into the DW, then back outside or the pod. No housework, no cooking, just reading & music.
My kids asked if I was lonley or sad 🤣🤣🤣🤣 yes of course sweeties I miss you all.
All joking aside........stay well, dear one, and I hope your co-worker's test comes back negative and all turns out well for both of you.
Your husband is the creative type. I love it! He wants to create. He needs a flunky to prep and clean up after him and things would work out great for him! LOL You need a Rosie the robot like on The Jetsons! I want a Rosie!
I must admit that I can totally relate to your husband! I am the creative type and I don’t care if I make a mess as I go.
I clean it up as soon as I am done cooking. I am getting better and trying to clean as I go. But I fully admit it is not in my nature. I play music to make the cleaning more enjoyable.
I do clean and I am a germ freak. I never cross contaminate! Ever! Also, If someone would try to take a bite out of a pot and place the spoon back in the pot that they ate from I would freak out! Oh, hell no! My children learned NEVER to do that. hahaha 😂
Take a sample to taste by serving a small amount in a separate bowl and put that spoon in the sink afterwards, certainly not back in the pot!
My anal and extremely organized engineer husband is quite the opposite of me. He cleans as he goes. Plus he is a great cook to boot! His mom made sure that her sons could cook because their dad could not cook at all!
My husband makes a great cocktail too. He was a bartender during his college years. I ordered a drink from him and the rest is history!
I like cooking together with my husband when he keeps his mouth shut about my mess! LOL
He hates cooking with me because while he appreciates my creativity and great cooking, he is the one that feels like I am the slob!
So, he volunteers to be my flunky when I cook but he is so slow with prepping! I can run circles around him and told him if I owned a restaurant and he was the prep cook, I would fire him! Hahaha.
Oh, but he is the precise engineer and it is prepped perfectly! So, I have learned to bite my tongue and be grateful.
You don’t want to be in the same room if we try to load the dishwasher together. Oh my gosh, Mr. Perfect has is aligned just so! I could care less how I load the dishwasher as long as the dishes come out clean. He will actually rearrange the dishes if I don’t do it the way he likes.
I drive him crazy. It’s a good thing he loves me! We each have our quirks. We are each laid back in some areas and drive each other nuts in other areas. We are different but somehow together we work. On the 22nd of this month we are married 42 years!
You should see my cabinets. Everything is so perfectly straight when he puts the dishes away Hahaha He gets carried away.
Now he has taken over the office with 3 monitors and daily conference calls. He stopped shaving and now has a full beard. Needs a haircut and is starting to look like a wolverine :)
I am still recovering from chemotherapy and developed shingles about 10 days ago--just beyond miserable and he did step up and help a little. I was scratching like crazy and bleeding from some of the blisters and he was nice- trying to find something to stop the itching. (Gabapentin did the trick, that and cortisone cream!) He actually went to the feed store and bought a spray that the use on horses when they get tick-bit. It helped for about 10 minutes.
Today he soaked in the tub for 5 hours. Then he ate dinner and went to bed. I'm trying to give him space but I have my routine and he's kind of in the way :)
This whole thing has been a good learning experience for us--he is retiring next year and then going to work on contract for the same company. Now we KNOW that he has to have a separate space for work--we can't share an office! Plus we're stuck here together and I am finding that I am going to have to really work hard at having him around all the time.
I laughed at the guy who is cooking. My DH can nuke a hot dog or fry eggs, but that's it. He is truly amazed that I can whip up a whole meal in an hour or less--something he truly could never do. He's very impressed that all the dishes are ready at the same time. When he cooks for the family, he cooks ONE thing. If we're having BBQed salmon, that is ALL we have, no sides, just a hunk of salmon. It's easier to laugh at the silliness than waste time being annoyed and angry. (although I admit to being crabby at times. I still don't feel 100% better and won't for a bit).
And, no, he does not clean up. I am happy if his dishes get into the DW. Lowering my expectations really helped :)
I'm sorry you have the effing shingles on top of everything else....they are awful. When my mother has her episodes of chronic itching, we've found that Dermoplast spray works fairly well for about an hour (numbs the area).
DH isn’t getting on my nerves here, but he spends most of the time in the shed (eg being good at repairing tractors). I’m lonely! I’m spending much too much time on this site – thanks everyone! I’ve nearly finished cleaning out the cupboards. Yes I too had too many cans of beans (that joke made me laugh), rotties in the back of the fridge (I hope I’m not going to be reported to APS local equivalent for putting DH at risk, as suggested in another thread), and various odds and ends from past suggestions from people I can no longer remember. Last night I cooked Moghrabieh, a Lebanese dish with ‘pearls’ like couscous, but taking much longer to cook. It was really nice, in spite of the slightly worrying ‘best before’ date on the pearls of 2010. Heh, there are grains in tombs in the Pyramids lasting for a lot longer than that, and it was all OK. We are all going through a crash course in being adaptable. Perhaps set exams for your DH, Lealonnie!
The idea of this thread is to voice silly complaints. Things are tough all over, esp in NY, I know. It's okay to laugh though, because everyone is sure crying enough lately, right?
As silly as my complaints may be my friends in NY are really freaking out. I went out first thing this morning to mail one friend who has tested positive some food items. Others are on edge understandably which at times makes them not really understanding a point and sort of losing it. It is really bad there and this is about 40 miles from NYC. Supplies of alot of food running out and delivery services are becoming unreliable.