What unnecessary, inappropriate and ridiculous job did someone in your house decode to start doing in the middle of the Christmas chaos?

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Title should read ; 'decide to start doing' 🤨

My DH, Christmas Eve, 2pm, while I was rushing to get sorted before we had to go out...started clearing out the kitchen cupboards, in particular the 'drawer of shit' whilst I was doing food prep. Spreading it around and actually on top of the food!

It's been a catch all drawer of shite for the entirety of the seven years we've lived in this house.

You know when you just look at someone and go "absolute bellend" In your mind, but he definitely heard it 😂

(Disclaimer, obviously lighthearted!)

My DH decided that me plating up the xmas dinner would be the perfect time to empty the dishwasher

A couple of years ago, my now ex interrupted me as I was cooking Christmas dinner to get me to sort out the formatting of a word document for her. This caused me to forget to put something in the oven, which she then had a go at me for.

Cleaning the patio door windows literally an hour before our guests arrived. Made them look worse and hadn't yet showered....

I’m the inappropriate job do-er amid Christmas chaos person in our house. Christmas Eve I decided to decant all the pasta, rice, grains etc into storage jars and clear the pasta and tins cupboard.

My father decided that the small blob of dog poo on the drive needed to be dealt with on Christmas day even though lunch was about to be served.Nobody was visiting and a bucket of soapy water would have got rid of it later anyway but he got a yard brush and scrubbed and scrubbed ( he was the least practical man that ever lived). He'd been having chest pains that he'd ignored for weeks. The exertion caused a full blown heart attack an ambulance and a triple bypass in the January. Silly sod.

Feeling a bit smug re the small patio I have laid since Tuesday, finished it this am before young adults were up. Been waiting for a few dry days when I’m off work and tempura above freezing for weeks. I did also wrap presents, do kids’ stockings, take up hems on DD’s jeans, find the planks to get MIL and her wheelchair into the house, cook Xmas dinner (but only for five), walk dog etc. DH, DCs and I share general cooking and clearing up so felt very manageable.

I have the worst cold in history and had been in bed for three days. OH burst into the bedroom at 8.30am on Christmas eve and announced he was going out 'to buy the stuff to level up the cellar steps'. I told him not to be so fucking daft.

Our dog ate some of some of the kids Christmas chocolate yesterday morning, and whilst I was panicking and trying to work out if it was enough to warrant a visit to the emergency vets, my husband pulled out his phone. Was he calling the vet for advice? Nope. He decided that exact moment was the perfect time to call his family and wish them a Merry Christmas!

Adhders unite! I threw out my bras?!? All massive now after weight loss. On Christmas eve. At 2 am.

I decided five days before Christmas I needed new doors built for my stables, and the facade and inside of the stables painted. And obviously I needed them done before Christmas. I don’t possess the practical skills to execute that top priority plan, so off OH toddled to procure wood and spend his precious annual leave building me doors whilst I started painting the insides.

Beautiful doors finished and hung at 7:30am on the 23rd, only for me to proclaim one stable was going to take too much painting / fixing as the wood was terrible and really we’d be better / cheaper getting boards to line it… boards acquired at 12pm and full stable lined by 3:30pm ready for whitewashing.

One day he will learn not to engage…

The weird thing is day to day he does all that and more tbh! He cooks way more than I do, will happily hoover, clean anything I tells him needs doing.

Thinking about it, it seem to have been whenever his side were visiting. I think there was some bizarre window based anxiety around them. They were known for being batshit and he has a very difficult/LC relationship with them, who knows what they had said in the past?

Not Christmas, but about a week before we went on our 2 week summer holiday, DH realised the absolute shit tonne of Lego we’ve bought DC over the years (they are now 16 & 14) was actually worth some cash. We have probably over 100 sets but all broken up and mixed up in about 15 different boxes. We still have the instructions and instead of just selling it as a job lot, decided to reassemble every single kit. It’s worth more if you sell each kit individually, with the instructions apparently. So he got it all out and started painstakingly, reconstructing it all. There were boxes of Lego, half constructed kits all over the bloody house - and as he was half way through, we had to leave it like that. That was in the Summer. It’s still not done and he’s totally lost interest now.

What about the women saying they start ridiculous tasks. Is that fine?

One Christmas Day, my MIL (who was staying with us) decided that she’d like to rinse out her underwear in the kitchen sink. I was just at that point where things were coming out of the oven and veg needed to be drained, chicken carved and gravy made.

I might have been a bit sweary.

Who rinses their pants in the kitchen sink?! On any day, let alone on Christmas Day when you’re in that last 15min, getting everything to the table, critical stage?!!

To be fair, I'm not great, we're a good team. DH does most of the cleaning up, I do the remembering shit.

I also have form for "I need to do this immediately" At inappropriate times, just without the Christmas hat on 😂

I emptied an entire wardrobe and three boxes of clothes out onto our room last Sunday because I couldn't find an item of clothing that I wanted. Two children needed breakfast, one needing their nappy bag sorting and I needed to actually get dressed and have us all out the door seven minutes later, so it's not strictly a male issue in our house.

My DH mounted his guitar on the wall at 11am Christmas Day. To be fair it did make more space for guests round the table having it off the floor!

My MIL, who is lovely, tends to operate in her own time zone, independent of anything going on around her.

There have been numerous disasters and near misses over the years.

DH once decided to clean all the grouting on the kitchen and utility room floor. On Christmas Eve. We had MIL staying and she never brought Xmas presents with her as she came by train so I always had to take her shopping. We had the food prep to do etc. He was bemused when I suggested it could wait till after Xmas.

Also once spent an hour faffing trying to put music on a iPod. As I was getting me and DS organised to get on a flight. And get the house sorted. Etc. Again bemused it was not seen as a priority by me.

He will probably do something similar today as we are going away.

He is normally good. Does all the cooking, shopping etc. But just gets some random thing in his head.

No classics over Christmas that I can recall. But my DH took it upon himself to organise the spice cupboard the day after we brought our newborn home, and has never lived it down.

Clean the fireplace properly, take out the firebricks and check the flu, 'It won't cause a mess'. Ha, Ha, it did!

This wins! Absolutely bonkers!

My husband spent the day before Christmas eve filling in a hole outside left from electric works done in the summer.
Then on Christmas Eve he wired 3 star lights he’d bought last Christmas and hung them in the dining room window- finished at 11pm.
All this would be fine apart from the fact it was accompanied by making a mess on the dining table and meant I couldn’t mop the kitchen/ dining room floor. He did do that once he’d finished though!

Somebody who is bent on sabotage.

I hear you.

On Monday, I started to think it would be a good idea to trim back the annuals in the pots in front of the house 30 minutes before guests started arriving.

(I didn't in the end, but I might do it tomorrow.)