to ask what DH does that really fucks you off?

[martapolska2]

But not to the point where you will LTB.

My DH insists on chucking all his beer can in the black bin and not a recycle bin!

Stands naked in front of the bathroom mirror and shaves with one hand, while using the free hand to floof his pubes thus leaving pubes all over the bathroom floor

He passes wind audibly.

He takes his socks off when he's sitting on the sofa and then hides them behind the sofa cushions! He does it even more now he knows it drives me to distraction.

Also is weirdly attached to whichever of the identical pint glasses he is currently using. If I wash it, even if he's finished the drink, he gets upset, despite the fact he can just get a clean glass out of the cupboard - they aren't rationed!!!

Waits until I'm just about to drain a huge pot of pasta and then starts doing random stuff in the sink. Every fucking time!

He makes this terrible cat-with-a-hairball noise when he's falling asleep.

You go girlfriend ! @imavinit

That plan sounds frightfully wicked!

For all the posters saying their OHs won't put rubbish in the bin...My DH used to leave things lying all over the place and I'd usually let it go until the day he left a banana skin right beside the bin. That was it, I lost it with him...asked screamed at him him who did he think was going to put it in the bin? Oh yes muggins is it? I lifted the banana skin and put it in his shoe that was lying in the middle of the floor, he had no choice then to put it in the bin.

From that day on, if he leaves things selfishly lying at his arse, I put them in his car, it's worked a treat. I don't mind tidying up and putting some of his stuff away but it's totally disrespectful to expect anyone to lift your rubbish for you.

He’ll contribute cleaning-wise but I’m essentially the house manager.... as well as working ful time, deeply resent it

Walks past the recycling bin to leave empty packets on the kitchen worktop. Because obviously they will only get in the recycling bin if I put them in using my fucking vagina

Not that much in all honesty apart from wiping imaginary crumbs off the work surface and the noise from his wedding ring goes right through me😩

Puts the milk the wrong way round in the door of the fridge.
Takes ages in the bathroom.
Worries over every single thing, especially so with DS.

Oh and he makes a lot of noise when he eats, he’s quite arrogant and delegates most house stuff (aside from a bit of washing up to me). I often wonder what is a bit of annoyance and what is actually good enough for divorce.

What on earth is wrong with eating bread with your dinner?

Does unnecessary task when really important stuff to do.
So for example we are packing up our camper van for 3 week holiday and he will paint the garage!
Xmas eve, no wrapping done and he will wash the car!

Also has to rush upstairs just as we leave the house. No matter how I try and trick him he still does it.
He's made us late for so many things, if he wasn't such a lovely man I'd have divorced him by now.

Empties his electric razor in the sink and doesn't rinse out after it's just been cleaned.
Leaves clothes all over the house with no pattern as to what is clean or dirty.
Puts things in the kitchen sink and blocks it because he doesn't scrape first.
Cuts his toenails in the bath with the kids and leaves the toenail cuttings at the bottom!!!

Assumes any leftovers are for him! Oblivious to the fact that occasionally someone else might like them or use them up for lunch!

Sometimes he’s breathing which I find very offensive.

Doesn't come home from work when he says he will, doesn't call to let me know. Particularly if I have plans to go out. (we have children so one of us has to be home). I started booking babysitters but it got expensive :-(

Everything is ‘in a minute’

‘MrTunnocks can you please get me x from upstairs?’

‘Yeah, in a minute’

NO. NOW!!

Goes for a poo when we visit his parents leaving me to engage in small talk with them (they're not easy to chat to). Tbf I have tackled him on this one and he's stopped...I hope.
Leaves stuff on the side if he's not sure where it goes rather than ask.
Presents me with a ta da! And expects thanks if he's done a household chore (have tackled him on this one too).
Makes his side of the bed only.

We'll our bedroom has a bloody "floordrobe" on his side - everytime I say pick your bloody clothes up off the floor or I'll chuck them in the bin he laughs and says " well it's not a flipping show house!".bloody right it aint- neither is it a storage facility for clothes you wore 20 years ago that you now can't get your flabby backside in cos you're never gonna see a 28inch waist again!🤨

Booking his ex’s flight and hotels to their sons wedding. And will pay for her ,ears while there. It’s fucking me off.

Meals..not ears.

Constant throat clearing, sniffing and making horrible phlegm hawking sounds. He's probably got a sinus issue but won't do anything about it. Makes me want to scream. Just stop fucking sniffing!

I clicked on this thread just as DH was smacking his lips, which is, sadly, only a minor example of his myriad annoyances.
Tick: clothes on the basket
Tick: clothes never put away and shoved into ever-increasing numbers of cupboards by the cleaner. Cue asking the air, “where is my ?
Tick: leaving things out as if it’s beneath him to fully finish a task.
Tick: not doing ANYTHING practical. I researched, financed, insured, taxed, and picked up our first car yesterday. He rang me while driving it home to ask what colour it was... “it’s white, right?” NO. WE HAD A LONG DISCUSSION ABOUT SUCH A BIG PURCHASE AND YOU DONT REMEMBER IT BECAUSE YOU SWITCH OFF.

I am militant about not being his fucking skivvy. I ignore those vacant questions unless they will endanger our kids. I force him to take the mental load of the children’s regular things while I do literally everything else. Compared to other men he’s, on principle, willing and keen to be involved, but it’s still about 10% of what I do and manage. I can’t believe how impractical he is. How does he hold down a job?
We are talking using a stock pot to oil the deck. Poaching eggs with no water. Not cooking. Deflating tyres when he’s trying to pump them up. Buying new shoes because he can’t find his old ones.

The main difference with him over other men Is that he tries. Really hard. But I still feel like a parent of two DS and another petulant teenager.

I’m in counselling to find a way of not leaving him. He’s a nice person and tries his best. But fuck it’s so unattractive.

How do you all do it? It’s a fucking disgrace that we take on all this shit.