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.
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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.
Maybe you can get some ovaries on ebay and staple them to him, so that he can do his tidy!
Whatever happened to hiring a cleaning crew and then hiding the credit card bill? Come on ladies! Stop dragging your uteri into this.
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?)
A cleaning crew or a clean-out crew. As in, clean out his stuff. Boy am I am feeling mean today.
My friend bought some ovaries on ebay, but they were fake.
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