... And he's getting on my last nerve!
His hours at work were cut a few weeks ago. Bad enough news, but better than being laid off... so he's home today. One day per week, he's home and not working.
<span style="font-style: italic">He's driving me up the walls</span>!!
I'm used to having the entire house to myself. Alone. All day long. Silence. I can work at my pace, do as I wish when I wish without having to check with anybody else, in absolute silence. All I need to hear is the chiming of my clocks every fifteen minutes, on the quartr hour, half hur, three-quarter hour, and on the hour. Occasionally the telephone or doorbell rings. No one bothers me, usually. I'm completely alone to do as I wish. Utter freedom.
Now Mr Witchy's home all day long one day each week. He asks a million questions! OMG! Why do I do the dishes like that? Why do I clean the toilet like that? Why do I vacuum the bedroom first, and not the front hall first? Why do I clean the upstairs bathrooms first, then go down to the kitchen and butler's kitchen then back up to the bedroom then back down to do the living room and dining room? Why... WHY... <span style="font-weight: bold">WHY</span>?????
BECAUSE THAT'S HOW I DO THE HOUSEWORK!! -- <span style="font-weight: bold">THAT'S WHY!!</span>
Why must I explain that I do the toughest jobs first, lest I not have enough strength to finish them later? Why must I explain that everybody scrubs their damn toilet the same way - put the cleaner in, let it sit to work at the stains, scrub, rinse, flush. How else should one clean one's toilet, for heaven's sake?! There is only ONE RIGHT WAY to do ne's toilet. There is only one conservation-minded way to do one's dishes by hand, since I haven't a dishwasher... dishpans of soapy and rinse water. Everybody knows that!
I don't want to know how he'd clean, I guess, do I?
One of us is gonna kill the other one of us, if this continues. He's getting angry at me for getting so angry at him for second-guessing me and always questioning me.
I've been doing the housework the same way for 20 years now... what is his problem?!
Mr Witchy needs to get a second p/t job for the one day a week (usually a Tuesday or a Thursday) that he's home. Or he needs to spend the day in bed sleeping. Good grief!
His hours at work were cut a few weeks ago. Bad enough news, but better than being laid off... so he's home today. One day per week, he's home and not working.
<span style="font-style: italic">He's driving me up the walls</span>!!

I'm used to having the entire house to myself. Alone. All day long. Silence. I can work at my pace, do as I wish when I wish without having to check with anybody else, in absolute silence. All I need to hear is the chiming of my clocks every fifteen minutes, on the quartr hour, half hur, three-quarter hour, and on the hour. Occasionally the telephone or doorbell rings. No one bothers me, usually. I'm completely alone to do as I wish. Utter freedom.
Now Mr Witchy's home all day long one day each week. He asks a million questions! OMG! Why do I do the dishes like that? Why do I clean the toilet like that? Why do I vacuum the bedroom first, and not the front hall first? Why do I clean the upstairs bathrooms first, then go down to the kitchen and butler's kitchen then back up to the bedroom then back down to do the living room and dining room? Why... WHY... <span style="font-weight: bold">WHY</span>?????
BECAUSE THAT'S HOW I DO THE HOUSEWORK!! -- <span style="font-weight: bold">THAT'S WHY!!</span>

Why must I explain that I do the toughest jobs first, lest I not have enough strength to finish them later? Why must I explain that everybody scrubs their damn toilet the same way - put the cleaner in, let it sit to work at the stains, scrub, rinse, flush. How else should one clean one's toilet, for heaven's sake?! There is only ONE RIGHT WAY to do ne's toilet. There is only one conservation-minded way to do one's dishes by hand, since I haven't a dishwasher... dishpans of soapy and rinse water. Everybody knows that!
I don't want to know how he'd clean, I guess, do I?

One of us is gonna kill the other one of us, if this continues. He's getting angry at me for getting so angry at him for second-guessing me and always questioning me.
I've been doing the housework the same way for 20 years now... what is his problem?!
Mr Witchy needs to get a second p/t job for the one day a week (usually a Tuesday or a Thursday) that he's home. Or he needs to spend the day in bed sleeping. Good grief!
dat wuda drive mi crazy too witchy


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