What seemingly straightforward task has nearly caused WW3 in your home?

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Just had the most tense afternoon …..putting up a picture!! What should have been easy actually caused me and DH to have a passive aggressive falling out.Things that didnt help:
Disagreed on location and height
Didnt have the right fixings
Misplaced my glasses halfway through so couldnt see properly.
Knocked over a glass of water
Disagreed on whether it was straight..

Took forever too . We’re fine now and it looks grand but what a palaver!

I do this to my DP and my mum. It’s exhausting growing up with someone who thinks there’s a “right way” to do everything. So now with DP I don’t do anything that I might get wrong for fear he will redo it.

And I used to wear odd socks on purpose to wind my mum up. What on earth does it matter if you wear odd socks?

Decorating. Thank God DS1 somehow grew up to be a natural at wallpapering so he and DH do it now and I happily just paint skirting boards and door frames!

Any flat pack furniture.

I leave DH to it until he needs me to hold something or lift something. Otherwise we’d be divorced.

Weirdly, my husband and I are an excellent team most of the time - our strengths and weaknesses really cancel each other out and we are happy to take criticism and dish out praise.

But last night, we tried to put two pizzas on two plates and it nearly ended in divorce... 😂

I pay my neighbour to do it now, my thinking it’s cheaper than a divorce.

I have never been so glad to be single as when I have to build flat pack furniture. Even the dog hides and my neighbours do that thing where they close all windows and shut the curtains.

My son came round once to 'help'. We are just about on speaking terms again now.

I use my inability to pick quickly as a means of making others submit to my will.

We went in a family holiday a couple of years ago, paid for by MIL and FIL. 2 adjoining lodges so could open the connecting door. So me, DH and 2xDS in one lodge. MIL, FIL, SIL, BIL and their DS in the other. MIL has habit of bringing everything and filled the fridge on their side - fine, we had 2 fridges between us. She was waking some strawberries in the not very good kitchen lighting, when SIL helpfully pointed out a couple had turned. Oh my goodness - MIL had total over reaction, super sensitive to any perceived criticism, total accusations and threats from her that not family....and only because someone mentioned something to avoid her getting possibly ill (baring in mind bad light and bad eyesight). Was batshit crazy reaction!

😂

To be fair, I don't think you can be ill from 'turned' strawberries. I've eaten many in a less-than-savory condition and I'm still here.

So many really funny posts on this thread. 😂

Ours is putting silicone sealant around the bath. All those TV shows where someone is found dead in the bath......I know they are the result of married couples going ballistic whilst using silicone sealant.

Oh we need more details!!

My uncle is like this, and I live with him. He says he does it for safety.

I will put something to drink in a cup, and if I don't chuck it down my neck, and dare set it down on a table, it's straight in the dishwasher.

I feel like I'm going mad, looking round the house like where's that cup of tea I just made? and he will silently slink off and leave me to look, while I'm wondering which 4 corners of the earth I've left my damn tea.

Or I'll get some scissors out because I am doing a multi colourway crochet project and need to snip some bastarding yarn, and as soon as they are on the table at the side of me, he'll pick them up and put them away and tell me they're a chuffing hazard. I'm THIRTY DAMN YEARS OLD. What does he think I'm going to do? Run with them? I don't run. I haven't run since I was about 5. I am a sit down with a cup of tea and my crochet type person, not a fucking running with scissors like I'm trying to get into the olympics type person.

Getting the fresh Christmas tree upright and into its stand every year.

On a less tongue in cheek note, part of the reason exH and I divorced was his maddening habit of cleaning up the kitchen while I tried to cook with ingredients / seasonings I had taken out of the pantry, accompanied by the mean spirited, "Why can't you ever clean up after yourself?" I was often tempted to pick up a nice sharp knife and tell him he'd better put it away where he thought it belonged before I stuck it where I thought it belonged, but I usually walked away fuming from the kitchen and left him to finish cooking dinner, setting the table, and then cleaning up afterward. He would then moan that he did everything around the house and I did nothing.

I get mad enough doing it by myself

Tried to do a flat pack with my dad the other day which ended up with him saying “you’re the definition of I’ll do it myself then, miss stubborn”
he had to go and make a coffee

Putting up a smoke alarm. It took us an hour between us last time, we couldn’t seem to get the holes in the right place. Any joint DIY efforts result in lots of swearing as partner is good with computers but not with anything hands on.