Friday, January 30, 2009

my husband's missing cleaning gene

My husband complains (sometimes out loud, sometimes in his mind, but so loudly I can hear it from two rooms away) about the messy state of the house, but acts as if there's nothing he can do about it. I actually said that to him once: "it annoys me that you act as if there's nothing YOU can do about it," and he looked genuinely puzzled and said "But what can I do about it?'
I wanted to say, "Is it my ovaries that give me the magical power to put shit away, or my uterus?"
It annoys me even more that I didn't say it. Maybe we're playing chicken with the cleaning, and I don't even know it. He's winning, anyway. Bastard.

6 comments:

Belle said...

My husband is a bastard too.
I've had my uterus removed, and I do it too, so it must be the ovaries - I still have them.

Marinka said...

Maybe you can get some ovaries on ebay and staple them to him, so that he can do his tidy!

Comedy Goddess said...

Whatever happened to hiring a cleaning crew and then hiding the credit card bill? Come on ladies! Stop dragging your uteri into this.

Rachel said...

Oh, you should have said that. I would have said it. Then, again, I am on the verge of divorce. (See how I'm milking this whine?)

Christy said...

A cleaning crew or a clean-out crew. As in, clean out his stuff. Boy am I am feeling mean today.

Belle said...

My friend bought some ovaries on ebay, but they were fake.