You know what really grinds my gears?

So, in an effort to force myself to post here more, I have decided that every Monday I will do a "you know what really grinds my gears?" post. And just use a different theme every week. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to pull it off week, after week. But, as it turns out......a lot of things piss me off. So here is the first post. And this week is the husband edition.

So, I absolutely love my husband. He is an amazing father, and he works super hard so that I can stay home with the kids, that's great. But, he does a lot of things that make me say, "what the fuck?!" I'm sure those of you with significant others can relate. But, lets run through the list of things that make you go hmm, just for fun!

First of all, he eats in bed. Not really something to get up in arms about, right? Well, I would agree, except for a few facts. Almost every single night, Rob gets up in the middle of the night for a snack. Most of the time it's cheerios. He will get back into bed, and I wake up due to his insanely loud crunching on cereal. I seriously try not to fight with him about it, but being woken up by crunching at 3am, well, it makes me stabby. And it's not always cereal, sometimes he eats an entire sleeve of cookies....in bed. Now let me tell you, crumbs are not the only issue I have with cookies in bed, although that does piss me off. Another thing is the chocolate chips will fall onto the bed, then Rob lays down, on top of crumbs, and chocolate......do you see where I'm going with this? Chocolate melted all over our sheets. Awesome.

Folding clothes. Now, you're anything like me, and the rest of the population, folding clothes, and putting them away sucks! I can wash, and dry clothes all day, but when it comes time to fold, blah! Sometimes, living out of baskets gets to be too much for my husband. Not sure why, I have no problem with it, but different strokes, and all that. So, every once in a while, he will decide to "fold" Now I put fold in quotations, because nobody, and I do mean nobody would ever consider what he does to be folding. For real. First of all, if anything happens to be inside out, it will stay that way, because he will not turn it the right way. Then he simply lays clothing in the pile corresponding to it's location. Now when I first saw him do this, I stared in wonder. I thought to myself, separating clothes first, then folding them? That's odd. And then I realized that there was no folding happening. He picked up Ciena's pile of clothing, and walked to her room. I watched him open her dresser drawers one, by one. Noting that the bottom one had the most room, then he began to shove all of the clothing in his hands, unfolded, into the drawer. Now, I'm sure I'm not alone in saying that most normal people have some sort of rhyme, and reason to dresser drawers. You know, like top drawer, pajamas, underwear, and so on, and so on. Nope! Not my husband. When I gently mentioned to him that maybe it would be better if he just kept his effing hands off the clothes from now on, his comment was that clothes unfolded, and randomly shoved into drawers, was better than digging through baskets.....Um, nope.

Unloading the dishwasher. Now, I know you're probably thinking, "Come on, my husband is clueless when it  comes to housework, too!" But, I'm not kidding when I say, my husband takes this to the extreme. I obviously have issues with how he loads the dishwasher as well, but I can live with that. But the putting away of the dishes, oy. It's horrible.  Now, let, me start by saying that I can only assume that someone who has to get dishes out of cupboards everyday, and knows where to get whichever dish/cup/spoon....he wants, should have at least a little inkling of where the dishes go when they go back into the cupboard. Right?? Right?? Well, anyways, I kept my mouth shut about it for a while, I know amazing right! But one day I opened the cupboard to get a bowl, and 50 million dishes crashed into my face. Now, picture this scenario. large plates, on top of large bowls, on top of small bowls, on top of saucers. And now they are all laying at my feet. Now, I questioned my husband, and his response......"Well, I just put everything where it makes sense to me." Um, how? And no matter how many times we have this conversation, any time he unloads the dishwasher, my cupboards are complete mayhem! And things go missing, too. There are utensils, and actual small appliances that I haven't seen in years!

He never puts the toilet seat down, and I stumble to the bathroom to pee at 2am, and fall in the toilet....awesome.

He never finishes a project. Right now, we have an unfinished: bathroom, Logan's room, Living room, entire upstairs, and laundry area. He starts these projects with the best of intentions, I'm sure. But after he gets into it, and realizes how much work is involved, he gives up. And I usually come home to find him sleeping on the couch. And the house usually stays disassembled, until I put it back together. I literally had a washing machine in my kitchen for a week, and a half. And when I realized that it wouldn't be moved until I moved it, guess what I did? Yep, I moved it myself. We put up a wall in between our living room, and dining room before Joel was born. Actually I think I was 6 months pregnant with Joel. Now, 4 years later out living room wall is still just dry walled, it hasn't been painted. Oh, and it looks awesome.

I have way more, but I'm starting to feel like this has been therapeutic enough. I hope I was able to entertain you with this list. Maybe you are nodding your head, maybe you are shocked, maybe you just read this because there was nothing good on t.v?

Next Monday the theme will be driving! I'm sure we all have a ton of things that grind our gears when it comes to that!