You are a nagger. There is no time limit on doing dishes. I could see if guest were coming over or something like that, relax more V.
Now that I no longer live with anyone, I am relaxed like a fat lady's waistband.
You are a nagger. There is no time limit on doing dishes. I could see if guest were coming over or something like that, relax more V.
When I was a young bride, my first husband and I had a discussion just like that.
Him: I'll do dishes for you tonight.
Me: Cool, thanks!
(a couple hours later no dishes have been done, so I head for the kitchen)
Him: What are you doing? I told you I'd get the dishes.
Me: Well you were absorbed in your show and I want to get them out of the way.
Him: Sit. I'll get them.
Me: Okay.
(another hour goes by, getting to be bedtime, dishes are still piled in the sink)
Me: If you're not going to do the dishes, just say so. I don't mind doing them, but I mind very much them sitting in the sink.
Him: I'll do them at commercial.
(commercial comes and goes; show comes back on; now I'm getting pissed)
Me: Dave, it's getting late. I'm going to do the dishes.
Him: JFC, what is it with you? I told you I'd do the damn dishes. If I don't get to them tonight I'll get them tomorrow. Now I shouldn't even do them at all because you keep nagging me about it.
And the fight was on....
High Maintanence.
DA: WTF I said I was going to do it! Why would you pay someone else to?!
You are a nagger. There is no time limit on doing dishes. I could see if guest were coming over or something like that, relax more V.
SEE...they turn us into naggers.
Me: Hon, I need my oil changed right away, I'm at that point...already bought the filter and oil, its all ready to go.
Dumbass: Ok, I'll get it this afternoon.
Me: Thanks, then I'll make your fave dinner tonight!
1,000 miles later....
Me: I REALLY need an oil change....please. Now.
DA: Right. As soon as I get back from Home Depot.
500 miles later....
Me: DUDE. SERIOUSLY. When my car explodes, you going to rescue me on the side of the road? I work over an hour away. C'mon.
DA: I gotta do something for my mom right now, she just asked me. Hopefully this afternoon.
Me: [Pulling in after going to Midas] Thanks for the oil change.
DA: WTF I said I was going to do it! Why would you pay someone else to?!
Tell me something new, sweetie
It's almost physically impossible to go to bed with a dirty kitchen.
Maybe a dish or two from dessert...maybe a pot soaking...but I can feel my skin itch if the sink is full and I'm supposed to pretend it isn't.
Then do the damn dishes, woman.
I don't understand the whole "this needs to be done NOW" concept. The game/TV show isn't on forever, and it'll get done whemn it gets done. Is it really the end of the world?
I play a game....
When the hockey/football/basketball/baseball game is one, In watch it. Then during a commercial and/or halftime/intermission/end of period I get up and do a few dishes.
Rinse and repeat for every commercial.
That way, the dishes get done, and I can watch my game.
I don't understand the whole "this needs to be done NOW" concept. The game/TV show isn't on forever, and it'll get done whemn it gets done. Is it really the end of the world?
I'm ok with that. In fact I do that all the time. But did you read Vrai's fight? That is not what most guys will do. I don't need it done RIGHT THIS SECOND, but don't tell me you'll do it...and then NEVER DO IT.
Ah my ex is KING of that conversation.
I have physical proof in the form of a giant pile of wood outside my house that has been there for years that im slowly getting rid of. Or the fact that I have no reducer from my wood floors to my kitchen despite having paid for it TWICE. I still try to get him to do it, and he STILL tells me he will get to it. FOUR YEARS later.
He always yells at you about the grass too
"Who cut the grass?! (after the neighbor finally did it out of pity) I was gonna cut that!!"
That way, the dishes get done, and I can watch my game.