Things your partner/DH does that irritates you

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I'll go first, he will walk past the clean washing folded on the stairs. Leave his clothes on the end of the bed and will not put them away for days at a time. Picks his FEET

Never finishing his sentences; loud exhalations every time he does anything; never finishes a job and will leave things out from it so it's not actually helpful; has an incredible ability to pick up on sports news but not what is going on in the household.

Asks me for dinner suggestions and then shoots down everything I come up with. Every. Time

He survives this because he does all the cooking

Continuously puts random broken shite into the garage on the basis it might produce a spare part for something else that breaks. Doesn't sort it or keep it tidy, just piles of stuff everywhere.

my ex was like this and I hated it. had many arguments over it as when we were out and about he'd always be miles in front storming ahead. I was much shorter than him and could never keep up with his pace, No idea why he couldn't be considerate and just slow the fk down. He'd walk everywhere as though he was in a race even on holiday, we'd never walk side by side together. used to seriously piss me off.

He sneezes like a bomb going off.

He leaves his socks in weird places.

He loads the dishwasher like a psychopath.

Otherwise he's lovely 😁

I'm the same. All of our cats love DH, I am the spare human. I don't know how he does it but even the neighbourhood cats love him and one decided he was moving in with us him 🙄

Obnoxious yawning. Frequent, with a horrible mouth click noise at the end.

YES! My boyfriend does this too and it drives me mad!
We can be out on a nice day in Chester or the Lakes and he just races ahead of me. I’m either breathless, practically jogging to keep up, or just accept it and walk behind him 🙈

He invites people around. Then says he’ll tidy up, sort the food shopping, change the sheets in the spare room, etc. Then because it makes him anxious thinking about it and thinking about people he has invited coming over, he pretends it isn’t happening and just buggers off for the day and does nothing. I’ve stopped caring. So now his friends and family don’t get snacks and they have to make their own beds with half dried bedding because he doesn’t get around to doing any of it before they come.

On the subject of inviting people over, Dh also has a habit of inviting MIL over and then suddenly remembering once she’s here that he absolutely must go do whatever task that will almost certainly take 3 hours (trimming hedges, some DIY project, going and spending 2 hours doing food shopping he should have done before she arrived, see above!). He feels a lot of anxiety and guilt about needing to invite her around lots, but there is a complicated family dynamic where he gets stressed actually spending time with her. I now have my own plan for tasks I absolutely must do when she visits and I disappear first. This forces him to actually spend time with her when he invites her over. It’s really annoying. I wish he could just be normal about his bloody houseguests…or just stop inviting them over!

He’s messy but doesn’t think he is (and I’m no clean freak, lol). He has the tv on too loud but doesn’t think he has a problem (I defo think he does). He leaves taps running - this drives me completely demented!

Brings a cup to tea to me in bed in the morning when I'm not working and when I go downstairs about 1-1 1/2 hours later for my breakfast I find he hasn't put the milk back in the fridge. I hate room temperature milk on my cereal.

He tells me what type of shit he has had and how easy or difficult it was!

Brings home yellow sticker food when we don't have room in the freezer or dinner has been planned.

Feeds the cat fresh tuna or chicken when I'm buying the cat expensive diet food because the vet said he's a fatty.

Although he's diabetic he eats sweets, biscuits and too many carbs and lies to the diabetic Nurse.

Doesn't measure the laundry liquid and a bottle of 44 washes once lasted the 2 of us about a month on an average 3 loads a week. I decant a bit into another bottle or if he's putting a wash on breezily say "I've put the liquid ready, it's on top of the machine" under the guise of being helpful.

Eats broccoli and insists I do because it's good for me. I can only tolerate it if it's smothered in a cheese sauce or gravy. I detest it steamed and dumped on a plate like the way he likes it.

Breathes 😔

@MonsteraMama how do psychopaths load a dishwasher?

Mine is incapable of keeping to the side when meeting pedestrians going the other way. He'll leave it till the last second to move over, and then start to swerve back before they've even passed shoulders. And he thinks this is an improvement because he used to walk only just off the middle of the path.

I move behind him as often as I can.

It's not just women he does it to. He's an equal opportunities arsehole.

She pairs up my socks.

I want to wear odd socks. I want the feel of different materials on each foot. It grounds me, I can scrunch up my toes when I'm uncomfortable in meetings and feel that these two materials are different. It comforts me.

Yes, I know I'm weird.

I lose precious seconds every morning impairing. I have explained. She does not understand. I haven't even tried to get into while holes feel good.

I am a bloke and I used to do this as a youngster. I now later realise I was constipated, I didn't want to spend that amount of time on the loo, I just assumed that's how long it took some people! Some kind of laxative powder or tiny pill equivalent before bedtime can solve the problem!

Breathes.

Doesn’t refill the water filter after using it

Fannies about after he fails something, gets into a sulk about it and puts off trying again for MONTHS - rather than shaking himself off and getting straight back in the saddle. I love him but bloody hell I just wish he’d just crack on with it sometimes

Procrastinates. He will always do his share of the housework, or any other job I ask him to, but he is so last minute with everything and will often be found mopping the floor at midnight. I asked him to cut the grass a couple of weeks back, and while he did do it, he didn’t do it RIGHT NOW like I wanted him to. Sometimes I get fed up and do “his tasks” and then he gets sulky. He’s a good one most of the time though!

Says “thing” in place of any noun when she asks me to get something for her. Gets annoyed if I can’t find a thing of hers she can’t be arsed to get herself. I love her to bits!

Maybe he learned this crap from seeing his dad do it to his mum?

Breathe 😂 mine throws his socks one by one into the laundry, except then never go in the basket and then he never gets up to pick them up 😩
we both have bedside tables but I can guarantee if he’s had a snack or drink whilst in bed his cutlery etc will be left on my side.

Sighs. All the fucking time. But if asked what's wrong, the reply is "nothing"

Leaves cupboard doors wide open
Falls asleep in 2 seconds flat and does those weird jerky movements just before
Isn't generally clumsy unless it's to do with food/eating
Doesn't shake the clothes before hanging them up or pull the sleeves out the right way so they dry weirdly and all crinkled
Slurps hot soup/tea

I think there could be more but that's it for now he has many good traits though but these things irritate me!!

Leaves cupboards, wardrobes and drawers wide open.
Leaves clothes NEXT TO the wash basket.
Has a permanent 'chair-drobe' situation going on with clothes that are not dirty enough for the floor next to the wash basket and not clean enough to put in the wardrobe, which he'd only fucking leave wide open anyway so it's pointless.

My DH has always been like this.

His excuse "if I walk more slowly my legs hurt and ache"

For over 30 years !!!

Scream sneezes.
Wears outdoor shoes all over the house. (I have a baby just starting to crawl)
Dips his hand in things I'm eating or cooking.
Says 'What?' Whilst I'm still speaking.
Argues with me before I've finished speak ing based on what he thinks I'm going to say.. which is never what I was actually going to say...
Hums the theme tune to things when you are trying to say something serious to him