Every day is the same with dp, wheres this, wheres that, if he stopped screaming for things and instead opened his eyes for 5 seconds hed see it right in front of him.
todays conversation so far:
dp: wheres the nail scissors
me: i have no idea you dont ever put them back
dp: yes i do, you had them last time
me: no i didnt, you walk about with them and take pleasure doing your nails in every room of the house
dp: where are they, havent you looked for them (screaming now)
me: i have no idea, go look for them if you want them
dp: ill just go and buy some more
i guarantee you ill find them in some random place he has left them in sometime in the near future. i once found them rolled up in a pair of socks [sick emoticon]
then an hour later
dp: where are the scissors
me: sigh... in the drawer in the kitchen
dp: which one
me: the one theyve lived in for the past 7 years since we moved in
in the past week ive also had to remind him where we keep the mop, where hed placed the box of tile grout and where his work clothes where (still in the dryer). im not doing it anymore and vow to live in silence in the hope it trains him to look for something before bellowing me!