I want to strangle DH...

[oblada]

He constantly leaves the doors opened when he steps out (outside) and no amount of 'nagging' makes any difference!!! Why?? Today we came home, he was bringing in the shopping in, I was tidying it, the front door was open, fair enough as it's a quick job going from car to house etc... But then he started tinkering with his bike and left the front door opened until I closed it (after realising how cold the house was)...he was out for 50minutes!!
And tonight he seems to be in and out in the garden (not sure why as it's bloody cold) and I came downstairs after putting kids to bed to find nobody in, back door open and of course I'm freezing!! I went to look for him and couldn't see him in the garden so it wasn't a 2second job!! It's annoying me! Yes it's petty and small and insignificant but I'm cold and tired so surely I can be annoyed! What do you think and what does your DH do that (v reasonably) annoys you no end?

"Never ever attempt to put cushions straight or footstools or remotes or newspapers or laptops or anything else ‘away’ before he comes to bed so every single morning the first thing I do is see and tidy his crap up"

You sound quite obsessive. What's the point of putting the laptop away if you're going to use it again the next day. Do you keep it in a cupboard or something?
And straightening cushions???

I am single but I am loving these stories . Can't wait to be married one day

God the list is endless.

Leaves shoes in hall instead of putting them away
Leaves dirty dishes in sink instead of putting them in dishwasher
Has to,wash his clothes twice, every single time, as he washes them, forgets there are in machine then has to go for another cycle as they stink.
Leaves his empties on window ledge in living room instead of putting in recycling.
Will help me do things willingly,. Like today put together a rowing machine, but cannot do so without whinging. Constantly. Or agree to pick our daughter up from uni then complain for the next fortnight he has to.
Will say he's going to do something then not do it. Like "I'm going into town now for a hair cut" two hours later still watching golf with no intention of going. Why say it.
Whinges heating is up too high, but won't move to turn it down, said whinge is like it's my fault,as I'm the heating fairy.
Will eat all of one thing without consideration if I want some of it. I then go to get some and it's all gone.
Will expect me to know when something only he eats or drinks is finished and then ask why it's not on the ocado order.
Keeps buying brown shoes or boots. In all shades, from tan to chocolate. They all look alike and he must have twenty pairs cluttering up the place

He does have some good qualities though,,🤣

It's the dog here. He flings the lounge door open and you can almost see the heat running out. As I really cba to keep getting up from the sofa I have found my late mums walking stick and can push the door to behind the little bugger.

I learned my lesson with my first husband and have now married a good ‘un.

His only faults are a) he snores

b) he tidies up a bit too vigorously sometimes
c) occasionally mixes mine and DD’s leggings and tights up when he puts the laundry away.

Think it’d probably be DH complaining about my shitty habits than me his!

DH does pretty much all of the above and.....

He never shuts the door properly if I'm at home and he goes out because he thinks it's too much hassle to look for his keys. I might be in the shower and not even know that he's gone out and the front door is open. It wouldn't be so bad if we lived in the countryside, but we're on a busy road in the town centre! If I'm not at home, he locks the door but when he comes home, he just leaves his keys sitting in the lock outside!

He wears black socks but no slippers, so leaves little bits of black fluff all over the beige stair carpet.

Every time he has a poo, he leaves bits of poo stained loo paper on the floor. That's the worst. He never cleans the loo either

DH turns things off.

Like, I’ll leave the room and when I come back he’ll have turned the tv off.

Once, I took a pan off the hob to drain it and in the few seconds my back was turned he’d turned the gas ring off.

Oh AND (speaking of pasta) if he cooks he uses the smallest possible pan for the job. Peas in the milk pan, potatoes in the small pan up to the brim. Drives me cuckoo.

Oooh I have the black bits of sock fluff here too!! DH thinks I'm OCD, I think hes a slob! And also the constant procrastination and when I remind him of something HE has to do (work or family related) he whinges at ME!

The poo thing is gross though - commiserations on that one!

Anachronistic- my dh is the opposite. He never turns anything off! Drains the pasta then puts it back on the gas to burn.

Etaina - that is vile!

Etaina - that's disgusting - I couldn't put up with that. Where is his self respect? Yuk

DH used to do that OP. Until I locked him out in the rain. he spent a good 15 minutes in the shed, hasn't left a door open since.

He also used to leave his keys/wallet/money/etc. I bought a key holding thing and a bowl to put near the front door. Once you get into the habit of hanging the key up as soon as you walk in it is so much easier. The front door automatically becomes a mental reminder to pick up/put down your keys.

He now switches the cooker off at the wall after deciding DS could kill himself with it (DS knows he is not to go in the kitchen without an adult), it will set fire or it's wasting loads of electricity. Not figured out what to do to stop him doing that. Any tips? I'm sick boiling a pan of food while I prep other food items only to try and put the whole meal together 20 minutes later to find uncooked pasta/potatoes etc!!!

Leaving a knife, butter marks, crumbs, pieces of grated cheese and the WIDE OPEN loaf of bread on the side after making a sandwhich.

Oh and leaving the foil peel bit in the tub when he's opened the spread cheese. Ugh, it's so disgusting just peel it off and bin it!!!!

@Etaina 'Every time he has a poo, he leaves bits of poo stained loo paper on the floor. That's the worst. He never cleans the loo either' WHAT THE FUCK

Leaves a teaspoon on the side after making tea instead of putting it in the dishwasher
Towels are just bunched over the towel rail in bathroom rather than being neatly folded.
When he clears up after me cooking tea he never ever wipes over the kitchen surfaces so leaves them sticky.
Leaves the lights on constantly when not in the room for hours on end. He has a hobby room with a central light, a spotlight and fluorescent lights under cupboards and leaves all three lights on and then spends hours watching tv downstairs meaning I have to go up and turn them off.
He has big feet and leaves his shoes all over the hall so anyone coming in trips over them instead of him neatly putting them to one side.
He opens post and leaves it on the kitchen worktop for weeks if I would let him. I once refused to tidy up after him and the house just got untidier and untidier. God knows what it would look like if I wasn't there.

However I am sure I have irritating habits, well I snore so that is all he ever complains about me. He has a great sense of humour, is kind and good company so not all bad ;)

I'd just lock him out of the house. When he's done 'tinkering' he can freeze on the bloody doorstep.

Or, write a very large sign, in thick marker pen and stick it to the front door so the chump can't miss it....

Don’t get me started..

We live in one of those two story terraced town houses. I like all the doors to be closed at night for fire safety reasons but every night without fail he will leave all the doors open. He's also incapable of turning a light off when he leaves a room. He's also been known to leave tape running in the loo. Doesn't always lock the front door (not great with young children in the house). So each night I have to go round the bloody house checking all of these things. I tell him all the time and it goes in one ear and out the other. I have OCD and this has made it so much worse. He clearly doesn't give a shit

Gwenhwyfar I am far from obsessive but when he’s insisted on having a ‘study’ with a huge, blank, clear desk and still I seem to find his bloody laptop everywhere (sometimes I swear it’s simultaneously) it’s irritating. I want to lay the table; it’s there. I want to wipe the kitchen units (to wipe his crap up mostly) it’s there. And I want to sit on the sofa and it’s there too. And he’s not attached to it. And yes, I do want to be able to come and sit down, after a longer working day than he has and an earlier start than he has, without having to pick up discarded newspaper marketing leaflets, sports pages, a mouse, a charger, several pieces of opened and discarded post and dirty discarded socks and and the cushions from the sofa thrown on the floor for me to sort out. If he wants to trash a room and leave it messy he has a room, a whole BIG room to himself which is more than I have. I don’t touch his study, it’s his. But he spreads his crap absolutely everywhere. Which is fine if he rounds it up, but he doesn’t.

Today I did a whip round in the living room. Came back an hour later. DVD cases out, newspaper debris, laptop (again), filing case and papers out, snotty tissues in a pile on the coffee table, wrappers, empty tea mug.
I’d very much like just to enter a room leaving it vaguely how it was left, or at least respectfully similar.

And cushions are the least of my problems. But I’m never buying a cushion back sofa again....it’s permanently scruffy unless you put them straight after.

Yeah. Its worth getting divorced just to tidy up.

Breathes.

Mine leaves his shoes in the hallway for hours after he's got home and then thinks I'm being unreasonable when I moan I've nearly tripped over them. Then he expects dd to put hers away straightaway. Sometimes he'll get another pair out and not put the first ones away. Grrr!

I do love him however...
Uses grapefruit spoons instead of teaspoons when making coffee.
Gets back in bed post shower for a "warm" ie encroaching on my side of the bed, when not properly dry.
When we I am watching tv will play random blasts of music he's down loading.
This patio better be big.

All post goes in the filing pile. Everything. Including junk mail, advertising leaflets, empty envelopes, important stuff, stuff that I've not opened because I've been out, absolutely everything.
So, when I come to file everything away, I have to sort through a huge mound of shite first, finding appointment letters and all sorts that I didn't know about.

And, if the post arrives while we've been out somewhere, he'll bring it in when he unlocks the door, and he'll go through it all, open stuff, examine other stuff, and add it all to the filing pile.
Meanwhile, I'm getting the kids out of the car, gathering the shopping, tripping over the cat...

Alabaster I'd gather up all the stuff you describe, take it to the study and pile it on his nice blank desk. After a few goes of that he ought to get the message.

Oh and faffing.