For those with fundamentally decent and loving DHs / DPs but bloody hell... they can be annoying at times

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This a thread for mumsnetters with good men, but at times highly infuriating in a way that only men seem to be capable of. Not the most politically correct way to start a thread, but that's the truth of it (in my mind at least!)

My DH is a good man. I trust him, I love, I laugh with him and the list goes one.

But b*gger me... he can be a pain in the arse sometimes.

I feel the need to vent after tonight's bedtime.....

It takes him forever to get DS ready for bed. I know he rarely does it. But getting a nappy on him takes about a half hour affair. I am relaxing with a glass of wine (every Sat night, my treat night) and every couple of mins DS runs in starkers. In the end I put the nappy on to much screaming. I sometimes wonder if this is DH's plan

Getting ready to go out. DH uses no initiative whatsoever. I do everything. Sometimes I think how awesome it would be to be in a lesbian relationship raising children. Can you imagine how wonderful it could be? You wouldn't need to remember EVERYTHING ALL THE BLOODY TIME e.g. you go to the nappy bag, and wow.... someone has already checked and put a couple of nappies in there and some fresh wipes.

DH is very tidy, very very tidy. He does not make mess, ever. Problem is he never cooks (genuinely hopeless. I enjoy cooking so no big deal in our relationship), so he doesn't realise that cooking creates mess. So he whinges at me over the state of them kitchen and obscure corners of our home that are a little dusty. I am a SAHM and I honestly think that he is baffled as to why the house is not gleaming. Errr because if you want a gleaming house you are going to have attention-deprived, utterly bored.

Anyway, I am sorry for this boring rant, I could go on!. I feel calmer now and in fact a tad guilty as DH just topped up my wine and gave me a kiss (I think trying to peer over my shoulder though)

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Will stand there pacing round or texting saying "are we ready yet", whilst I run round finding shoes, coats, tissues, toys etc etc etc. Just because he has his shoes on he thinks everyone is ready.

Also screening out dd noise/tanntrum/bad behaviour whilst on laptop

Oh and after his ridiculously long thorough shower every morning he rubs his head & body so vigorously with a towel he leaves clumps of hair all over the floor. He has long black curly hair --everywhere-

I love this thread so much. It has made me realise that all the annoying habbits my dh has, are shared by others, and that i am not alone.

I had a brain wave whilst reading this as my dh never puts the pile of clean clothes away, he leaves them on the bed which then fall off when he gets into bed. Dirty clothes are left where they drop, and so on.
I have put the laundry basket next to his side of the bed, and he has started using it. So really pleased. I expect the novelty will wear off after a couple of weeks though.
I love him, but sometimes, when we aren't getting on so well, it seems there are so many annoying things, it drives me crazy!!

My dh has been looking after ds during the week recently (he cut down his working hours while sourcing another job and his hours are due to go up again soon). Now when I first had ds I was lucky if I could get the time/energy to do the dishes and put dinner on during the day while I was at home. I got much better at looking after ds and functioning like a normal human being and now that ds is a toddler and "helps" me I find I can almost do any job while ds is around.

Dh can't. Dh can't load the dishwasher without ds being strapped in his highchair out of the way. Dh can't clean up when ds is awake. Dh can't do anything while ds is awake. (Because he hasn't learnt how to distract him/get him to help)

This of course is highly annoying for me but the best bit is this: When it was me at home, Dh always used to say looking after the baby and doing the housework was easy and he'd love to do it. I haven't said "I told you so." Yet.

Ah smug mode.

World of Warcraft, Call of Duty, League of Legends... some of you will know what I'm talking about if you have a gamer partner.. aside from that..he's bloody awesome and to be fair I knew he played that stuff when we met but by Christ there are times (usually about 3am and I've given up trying to get him 'in the mood' and fecked off to bed) that I feel dangerously close to unplugging the router

Actually you have reminded me - Diablo iii came out recently. Maybe that's why dh suddenly can't do anything during the day...

Oh Thank you for this thread!!!!

My DH is wonderful and I love him to bits.

He's a wonderful SAHD, he's getting his undergraduate degree and he does freelance photography and web design to help bring in extra cash when he can...BUT...if I hear the words "2 minutes" again I'm going to wring his neck.

Me: " Can you please go get a bottle ready while I bathe DS"
Him: "Two minutes"
Twenty minutes later
Me:"Darling, I'm done bathing the baby, is the bottle ready?"
Him:"Two minutes"
Half an hour later
Me:"Ok, baby is dressed, rocked and read to and ready for bed, just needs his bottle."
Him: "Two minutes"
Ten minutes later
Me: "OK, seriously, the baby is starting to fuss, where the bloody hell is the bottle!!!!"
Him:"Geez ok, why are you so cranky?"

One day I'm going to murder him. I swear.

Socks left everywhere! work socks just thrown on the floor, football socks left dangling on the radiators til the next time. He also never wipes the kitchen work surfaces, crumbs left there after he's made toast or a sandwich, it drives me insane.He moans when he can't find the remotes, blames the kids and they're usually to be found exactly where he's sitting.Other than those, he's not bad .

Have been lurking on MN for a few weeks but just had to join for this thread alone.

My (otherwise utterly adorable) DH wears workboots for work and so wears thick black socks. We have sock fluff issues.... I swear the fluff is actually a secret alien invasion or is evolving into a new lifeform, because it seems to be colonising the house. I was in the bathroom the other day and there were sock fluff tumbleweeds slowly rotating across the floor (no ambient air movement at all, so how could they be moving? eh? Tell me that. Unless they are really alive). DH also absent mindedly cleans out the belly button fluff and drops it in the shower - I should probably be thankful for small mercies that it isn't on the carpet - and while I was in there this morning I noticed the sock fluff appears to be mating with the belly button leavings, which might back up my suspicions about the evolution of new life forms, I suppose.

I have begged, pleaded and threatened for him to please take his socks off CAREFULLY instead of standing on the toe and pulling his foot back so they are half off, and then flicking them up into the air, so as to best spread the fluff around, but it's his party trick (does same with underpants - not standing on the toe, I mean flicking them into the air off his foot). No matter how carefully I vacuum, some always seems to be left behind.

Should I leave the bastard?

DH is perfect other than his CLOTHES PILE.

The CLOTHES PILE is situated adjacent to the bottom right hand corner of our bed, approx 5 feet from the laundry basket and opposite his wardrobe.

Rather than put his clothes away in said wardrobe, or in aforementioned laundry basket, he prefers to fold neatly and place them on the CLOTHES PILE.

In defence of the CLOTHES PILE, DH insists that he puts things there as they are not dirty enough to go into the washing. When I suggest putting them away in the wardrobe, he baulks as they have been worn and will somehow contaminate the unworn clothing in his wardrobe

Todays CLOTHES PILE consists of yestedays sweaty shorts, socks and t-shirt. NONE of which will be worn again until washed as DH is clean-freak-of-nature. DH is in denial of his cleanfreakery and insists he will wear them again. This morning he stepped over the CLOTHES PILE and selected fresh under and outerwear for today's adornment.

The only cure for the CLOTHES PILE is for the laundry fairy, St KatieScarlett to wave her magic Bosch and transform the CLOTHES PILE into sweet smelling, put away and hung up laundry.

It's been nearly 18 years...........

Oh Katie I sympathise! My DH has a secret dirty clothes stash. He states "that washing machine is on far too much!" & so stuffs his dirty clothes into the bottom of the wardrobe. When I say the wardrobe, I mean MY wardrobe so my lovely dry clean only jackets & dresses are infused with eau de bloke forever more. I have a weekly cull & have enough for a full load or if I'm feeling particularly irritated I fold it all up & stuff it back into HIS clean clothes drawers!

arf arf @ Eau de Bloke :o They must sell it at every highstreet shop as DH also has it and sprays it liberally! :o

So, KatieScarlett, you really should tell us what it is about your DH that drives you potty.

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I love my DH dearly, he's literally the best man I've ever known, but oh yes he can drive me crazy sometimes, and with what seem to be the most trivial little things!

• He takes forever to actually get to the point of whatever he's trying to say, or story he's telling me... throws in the most random details and goes off on a tangent (eg. about exactly what food he ate that day, or what the weather was like). At the end of a half hour story, I feel like I have two mins worth of actual relevant information.

• He's a hoarder! I thought I was a hoarder until I met DH. And its not even just items or ornaments... its the old packaging and boxes for everything, and broken things that he can't use any more but doesn't want to throw away? Luckily, he's slowly letting me clear out more and more.

• He uses an electric toothbrush, and obviously takes it out of his mouth while its still running, because every evening without fail the bathroom mirror and wall gets splattered with toothpaste. Drives me crazy as I'm the main cleaner (he cooks), but he can't seem to remember to stop doing it.

Phew, I feel much better for getting that off my chest. Now I wonder what he'd say my annoying habits are.

Ah yes, the hoarding.
Keeping the broken kettle - sits in the bedroom gathering dust 'til I sneakily bin it.
Bought a couple of new cushions - he doesn't want to get rid of the dog eared ones (still in the dining room....waiting).
Old dismantled bits of furniture lurking in the shed.
Broken washing machine, various old computer components, stinky cat beds what's wrong with chucking this stuff?