What’s the most minor thing your other half does that unreasonably winds you up?

[FiveFarthings]

Confession time just for fun (need some light relief after being up all night with baby!)

What’s the most minor thing that your other half does that unreasonably winds you up?

For me, it’s that my husband squeezes the tube of tooth paste from the middle rather than the bottom, leaving the tube all twisted so you can’t get anything out. It is such a minor thing but my god it makes me rage and I am totally disproportionately unreasonable about it!

Anyone else have anything similar?

Looks for something but then leaves the house looking as if a small tornado blew threw! Drawers hanging open contents dumped on nearest available surface etc. Although this has improved tons since MIL popped round to let a workman in seen the mess and the window he had forgot to shut. Rang him home from work declaring we’d been burgled. Was quite hilarious watching him sheepishly explaining to his DM that no we hadn’t been burgled at all and it was all his mess. 😂

Says he doesn't empty the litter tray because I "schedule" it for when he's working.
I don't schedule it, I do it when I can see it needs doing.
Also, he wfh.

I must confess, I could be some of your husbands, because I do a fair few of the things being objected to.

But obviously, those are reasonable things which no-one should be irritated by, whereas the things my husband does, OTOH.....

@FiveFarthings DH does the same with the toothpaste. It bothers me so much that we have to have separate tubes. 😄

He comes in the house, walks past the coat and shoe rack and then dumps his bag and coat on the sofa or chair, and his shoes in the middle of the living room floor. Drives me absolutely mental and feel I will murder him over it one day. Joking

Stands with his hands on his hips, with his pointy elbows sticking out. In our tiny kitchen.

Grr.

Also asks where something is, something that if he just looked beyond his own nose, he would be able to find. I've started ignoring him.

If I'm soaking a cooking pan in the sink, he puts his dirty dish in it, rather than simply out it in the dishwasher. I then have to dig it out. It drives me mad,

If he gets the cold, he takes a loo roll, sits in beside him, then shoved his dirty tissues down the middle of the loo roll, it's disgusting and we have had many an argument about it.

And when he's eating soup he clatters his teeth of the spoon. I have to sit and look elsewhere just to contain my rage.

Runs taps when I get in the shower. Every time.

He puts dirty crockery, cutlery etc in the empty dishwasher at the front, even though there is space at the back and it’s much more logical to stack from back to front. Drives me bananas.*

• I am an obsessive and perfectionist dishwasher stacker, though.

Moves things to where he thinks they should be when he barely uses them! Case in point and my biggest rage, when I’ve done the washing up I hang my marigolds on the top of the tap (big curved tap) to dry out (having turned them inside out as they invariably get some water in them) - I have to wear them as washing up liquid causes my hands to get really dry and cracked (atopic dermatitis). He will always huff that they’re in the way (I don’t know what they’re in the way of?!) and then shove them in the draining rack all scrunched up so they don’t dry properly. It’s so stupid I don’t mention it I just put them back where they were 😂

Also he will passive aggressively tidy up after me (lighthearted here) as in, I’ll make our toddlers meals and get them to the twins ASAP - then when they’re happily eating I clean up after - if he thinks I’m taking too long to sort it, he does but tutting and huffing as he goes. I don’t say anything because he might stop cleaning - but it does irritate me because when I clean up after him I don’t make anywhere near as much fuss and he’s a messy git (he does do his fair share but I’m the SAHP so do the majority of cleaning and tidying whilst he’s at work).

Oh and one last one - he will leave his clothes for washing in the hamper in front of the washing machine - just put them in the machine you pillock!

Wanders slowly around the kitchen in his dressing gown each morning, standing in front of the fridge or cutlery drawer ponderously brewing coffee whilst I attempt to butter toast at high speed before belting out of the house to catch a train. He works from home. Why does he have to do it at that exact time each morning, why, why? He knows that he’s in my way.

Scoffs all the treats whilst working from home or, more usually, leaves one thing in the bag so he can tell himself he hasn’t finished them. Example: sharing bag of Rowntrees Randoms. One tiny jelly sweet in the bottom corner but top of the bag neatly pegged. He blames ‘the mice’.

When slightly ill or slightly injured, assumes tragic air and would happily talk for hours about the ailment. Regular updates: even calls me at work to dispense news on his condition. When he knows we have visitors will leave the medicine chest on the island unit in the kitchen with pill packets strewn about so that the poor visitors are obliged to enquire after his condition.

When he can’t sleep, does this drama queen ostentatious turning over in bed move involving bouncing on the mattress as he turns, sighing, and dragging the duvet with him at speed. As if it was the bed’s fault that he can’t sleep. The duvet is thus ripped from under my chin, waking me up too.

Thought of other things:

• He "absorbs" lighters. Wherever he sits, lighters disappear. I don't know how.
• The sound he makes when he sneezes is the exact same as when my dad sneezes. It's weird.
• He sometimes does the washing up with his hands instead of using a sponge / scourer.
• (I believe) The cat prefers him and it makes me jealous.

He’ll be really pedantic over minor points. E.g. if i’m Regaling him with a fascinating story and I say ‘last Tuesday etc etc’ it might not have been Tuesday but the day is entirely irrelevant. He’ll spend ages going ‘was it Tuesday, 🤔 not sure...could have been Wednesday now I think about it’ I’m just gritting my teeth thinking GET TO THE POINT 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Sucking his food in.
Every time we have a meal together and he gets a forkful he does this weird breathing in thing almost like he is trying to suck the food in instead of putting the fork in his mouth. Drives me mental

Another one and by far the most irritating, is his complete inability to get from A to B in London without getting trapped behind crowds of people so I have to wait for him. I'll really make an effort to get on/off the train at a leisurely pace to give him time, and he STILL ends up about 10 people behind me. I think he's too polite

Breathes in a manner to denote extraordinary levels of physical exertion and exhaustion when doing household tasks like stacking and unstacking the dishwasher or hanging up laundry. I interpret this as wanting to communicate how VERY VERY HARD the work is, which gives me the rage. On the occasions when I have snapped about it I have had a perplexed response as if I was objecting to perfectly ordinary breathing.

If I’ve put a CD on, or turned a light on and left the room for half a second, he’ll turn them off. To save on the electric bill. But I’ve literally left for less than a minute. It drives me mad.

Omg this is so petty and I know it.

We have a whiteboard in our kitchen. On the wall. used for writing stuff on like stuff I need to put on the weekly shop etc.

There were too locations it could go. The far wall, where it doesnt have anything impeding access.... or the wall next to the door.

He chose the wall next to the door to hang it, which is fine.... If you're right handed. I'm left handed.... I can't write legibly on it. At all.

So that's a constant minor peeve.

The other, he always offers me a cup of tea of an evening. I say yes, ten minutes later he remembers he's offered me one....goes to boil kettle...ten minutes later....he remembers he's boiled the kettle...half an hour to get a bloody cup of tea.

But, hey, he has to live with me and my weird traits.

My DH has put a dining room chair on top of the freezer "because it's the most sensible place for it."

Really, DH?

He's from the West Coast of Scotland too.

the phrase "do you want me to do" xyz "FOR YOU"...

no, no I don't... I want you to REALIZE IT NEEDS DOING AND DO IT or simply just dooooooo it...

Mine does nothing to annoy me!

When I ask husband to make a choice about something he always says 'whatever'. It drives me up the wall!!! Today it was choice of 3 cakes after lunch, he says 'whatever' then says hmm I don't really like eclairs!!!! And I wonder why it took him 10 years to ask me to marry him!!

Breathing

Always uses a tooth pick after eating which I hate, he will sit there for half an hour having a good rummage around his teeth THEN leaves the manky tooth pick on the coffee table / sofa / window sill. ARGH.

Has a shower and instead of standing on the mat next to the cubicle and drying himself with the towel, will walk his wet feet all over the bathroom floor and drip water everywhere so the floor gets wet and slippery.