Last weekend my husband spent most of Sunday trying to build ‘stuff’. He’s into looking at things in shops or online and seeing if he can replicate them himself.
Now, I don’t mind that. I like stuff. I like him being creative. What I don’t like is the time he chooses to do it. I mean, come on – is the kids’ bedtime, when we have a tanty-throwing toddler and sick baby, REALLY the best time to be MIA in the garage? When I’ve done bedtime all damn week do I really want to be doing it alone on the weekend as well? Hell no.
It got me thinking. Yes, we love our other halves to help. We appreciate it oh so much. But how many things do our partners do, with the best of intentions, that really hinder instead of helping?
1. Spending the last 10 minutes before people come over watering the lawn (which is beyond saving already), while inside is still a shambles and the toddler is creating more mess. Really, you think THAT’S the priority??
2. Your attempt to clean the kitchen is just that – an attempt. If you don’t rinse anything before you put it in the dishwasher, I’m just going to have to re do it. Learn to use the tap, buddy.
3. Hanging washing out, but not actually spreading it out. If you just chuck it on literally still all balled up, it’s not helpful.
4. Weekend projects. I’m all for you doing man things around the house. But when they involve five trips to Bunnings in the one weekend, and me looking after the kids while you ‘get your build on’ with your BFF (aka your drill) in the garage, uh uh - it’s not cool. Yes, I wanted shelves, so thank you. But I also wanted to put my feet up for once.