My husband is tired. I thought I’d better tell you all

[FlamingoAndJohn]

There has been so much huffing and puffing around the house about how tired he is that I think he wants everyone to know.

Oh dear op, i think i might be your dh. (Disclaimer, i am not). I am always tired, and yet i never get a wink of sleep. Although my poor delusional dh says i snore like a buffalo all night. Perhaps i need a dressing gown of doom, and a hobby. Not cycling, too tiring

Oh but mine is MORE tired than yours.

Fact.

@MitziK

Mine tried that once. He wanted to not bother cooking and for me to get myself a takeaway because he'd had to get up early for work (the day before) and wanted to take himself off for a little liedown.

'Why are you laughing?'

'What is it?'

You did three hours. Three. Hours.

'Yeah, but - '

When I made eye contact with him and whispered Three. Hours, his face looked like he'd just been caught in a cupboard on the Nostromo, struck a match and the Alien Queen had just appeared from the darkness. Because he'd just remembered that I was in the middle of six weeks of 57 hour weeks and was going in for four 17 hour days on the trot from 7am the next morning.

That was probably the nearest he has ever had to a Near Death Experience.

He's signed up for all the extra hours he can get this year.

Those hours sound very inefficient. Remember- work smarter, not harder.

Is he wearing the dressing gown of doom, doing the shuffle of death? Is he yawning and sighing when he rocks up downstairs whilst you're having your daily work meeting on zoom? Does he then put the fucking kettle on so that it's at its loudest when you're off mute and trying to speak to colleagues? 😠

I too love this thread. Mine says "I'm sooo tired" in place of a greeting. In fact, every time I look at his face, I can see his mouth forming the words. He hangs his head and then goes limp like a puppet with no strings and staggers dramatically as if he is about to fall. Zero sympathy from me. No fucks given. Just go to bed earlier then mate?

Thanks for informing us OP, I've let everyone know on my street.

Mine had spent an hour asking me if I think he should go on a run

Mine had spent an hour asking me if I think he should go on a run.

"Oh, I couldn't possibly make an important decision like that for you, dear. Why don't you ask Google?"

I've had a repeat performance every single night for the past several years. Only with mine, it is a bad back - one that doesn't stop any daily activities whatsoever, but becomes a vortex of the most unimaginable pain every evening.

He spends the entire evening after the kids are in bed, rolling around on the floor (his favourite place to watch tv from), and groaning... occasionally yelping when I don't seem to be noticing his agony enough. Oh, and refuses to do anything that might actually help - like painkillers, or a heat pack.

I just can't do sympathy any more. I resent it. It interrupts every single thing I'm either trying to study, or watch. The evening is my only chance for peace and quiet and he's flopping around like a fucking beached sea lion not getting enough attention (referring to the noises and flippering only, not anything less flattering).

I might have more sympathy if I hadn't suffered my entire life with a broken back that never healed properly, and chronic pain as a result. I take painkillers, use a heat pack, go to bed/bath if I really can't bear it, the end!

'Nocturnal cunty owl'

No longer married but mine suffered from some sort of peculiar dehydration. Could not contemplate doing anything before imbibing a beverage ( 'I'll just have a coffee/beer/glass of wine first and then I'll get moving') before sitting down and staring at his Ipad for an hour, occasionally sighing and then saying 'Right' and doing sod all.

He spends the entire evening after the kids are in bed, rolling around on the floor (his favourite place to watch tv from), and groaning... occasionally yelping when I don't seem to be noticing his agony enough. Oh, and refuses to do anything that might actually help - like painkillers, or a heat pack.

Maybe "accidentally" drop some drawing pins in the floor and forget to clean them up? Upturned plugs are another good option (but don't stand on them yourself!).

Mine gets awfully tired in the day, in fact he had a little sleep on the couch earlier, but now he's absolutely boinging around and playing call of duty. How does that work then?

Mine is "shattered" because "the baby kept me up all night".

No dear. The baby kept me up all night. You were asleep for most of it.

@seapatrol Unfortunately, having shows to put on requires a considerable amount of early starts and very late finishes.

I'd love it if rigging stage, lighting, PA and seating, lighting, catering, etc, only needed to happen within normal office hours and performances were over and done with by 5.30pm, but for some reason, it takes a bit longer than that and audiences are a teensy bit selfish in wanting doors at 8, rather than before they've finished work themselves.

I don't do that job anymore, though. Guess I got smarter.

Mine has a cleaning noise which consists of loud exhales as if he's weightlifting. It gets louder if it's not acknowledged. Since I pointed it out to him, it seems to have eased.

He also has this thing he does when he's stressed - the length of his stride increases, the less he feels his stress is acknowledged. He kind of leans forward as well as if he needs to catch a bus but isn't allowed to run. Reminds me of a stroppy toddler.

Me too @pointythings - still can’t quite believe it.

Mine is very tired too. It’s been a very tiring day. So much so that he’s going to set an alarm (which will obviously wake me too) for early so that he can go for a run. Yep, he is that tired.

Best thread ever. Who knew there was such melodrama in the average family home? And so many men who clearly missed their calling on the stage. The range of non verbal communication used is just so inventive. The evocative body language! The subtle but well timed noises!

So lucky, all of you, to have such creative, inventive and sensitive DHs. Obviously they are tired. Genius is tiring.

I have a never slept a wink one too. I've taken to recording his snoring on my phone but apparently that is just a "nap, not a real deep sleep'. Ok.
He hurt his back yesterday and Could Not Move. He dived like a test cricketer when he knocked his beer off the arm of the sofa though.

@ValleyoftheTrolls

Mine is the very opposite of tired since the doc changed his meds. Quite frankly, watching him Duracell Bunny around the house all day is making me tired 🤣🤣🤣 (but he’s getting better so that’s amazing really).

Please...what meds is he on now? I used to get called Duracell because I was as annoying as the bunny! Now it's a wonder I don't get called 'flat' - I'm like a rechargeable battery without a charger!

I want what medshe has!

In fairness , When I am tired I will tell anyone remotely in ear shot from the moment I wake up untill the moment I finally have the joy of getting back into bed

And I remember coming home after a day of work where he'd hoovered 'for me'.... Exhausted, he was.

This will end up in Classics for sure! Brilliant thread - loving the descriptions of these brave, brave men and you pathetic wimmin who just dont appreciate them. Shape up or ship out ladies!!

I'm happily single, but I remember well the sighs and moans. The utter absolute exhaustion, so bad he could do nothing but flop on the sofa watching telly.

What I also remember is that same man, time and again, suddenly having enough energy when we went to bed to want to DTD! Hahaha. Nope - if you're too tired to do anything, then you're too tired to do that.

@ClaraLane too true, my ex husband got tired but l never ever have. He once got tired watching his friend sand our floors. I then oiled them and now ex husband went for a nap

@Clumsyduck

In fairness , When I am tired I will tell anyone remotely in ear shot from the moment I wake up untill the moment I finally have the joy of getting back into bed

If he’d said ‘what a day, I’m knackered’ I could cope and sympathise. However he has to sigh dramatically, make noises, take his glasses off and generally moon about in the hope that I will ask him what the problem is. It’s the attention seeking that pisses me off, not the tiredness.