Hi. New member
Hi. I guess it's time I spent some time on this topic and the rage/hurt/whatever which comes along with it: So I joined this board/group.
This was written for another board, but it serves well enough as an introduction to me:
Back to being the house-husband: A place I've been before, both as a single-dad and then as an adult student.
I'm pensioned off permanently now, disability. There's only one-kid (23 is a kid?) and he's only home Wed & Thurs. My wife is going to school and working part-time at the farm. So the house is mine....
I find I run things a bit different than her:
1. I'm a better cook, which both annoys and delights her. Generally she accepts the deal with grace: Except if I make chocolate-nut cookies. Then it's complaints about fattening foods mixed with the sound of hand-fulls of cookies being wolfed down. (I don't know how she does it: She looks CUTE with chocolate on her face and cookies in both hands. I didn't think Grammas were supposed to look cute or get dirty.)
2. An advantage to doing the cooking is, I do not have to eat "something grey with macaroni." (BONUS!) What is it with some people and their "something grey" dishes? You know, everyone makes cream-of-refrigerator every now and then, but it does seem like some do it regularly. I like to know what I'm eating by looking at it.
3. I do dishes and laundry when I WANT. If that doesn't suit you, the machine is in the back room and the sink is in the kitchen.
4. If a bill is in the mail, I haul out a chequebook: I tend to loose things and learned long ago that now is the time to pay things. I never understood her method of paying at the exact last-possible-minute.
5. The dog, a Shui-Tzu, gets a brush-cut. I do NOT do curls, nor barrettes. Wellllll, maybe for the granddaughters, but they're a lot cuter than the dog.
6. The cats get fed and their litter changed early in the morning. I hate the smell of the cat box and refuse to economize.
7. The vacuum is revved up after the cat's box. As this further annoys the annoying kid upstairs: BONUS! (Still shaking my head over a 23 year old kid ...)
8. Groceries are bought every day, so I can buy what's on-sale. A full cupboard, freezer & fridge equals serenity. (Men who do the groceries seem to look on it as a hunt: The ol' thrill of the hunt thing, I guess. Plus, there's the competition "Can I get my cane in her cart wheels fast enough to get that last box of whatever?" You get the picture ...)
9. Stuff goes where it belongs or in the garbage: Period.
10. If it is on the calendar, it gets done. Other wise, see 10.
11. The bed will be identical to how it was when you got out of it, except on Monday afternoon; when it has a nice pile of clean bedding in the centre.
I've still got some training to do:
1. Wife: If you come in from the farm with enough tobacco dust in your clothes to roll a pack of smokes: USE THE BACK DOOR! The front hall's carpeted: You think I want to haul a Hoover just so you can save a few steps?
2. Step-son: Wake up time is 08:00! What's with sleeping in to noon? The day's half gone and you're in bed? YIKES!
3. Dog: If you want out, bark. I'm not spending all day watching the back door to see if you're waiting by it.
4. Granddaughter #2: If you step in the dog-doo, use the garden hose, not the bath-tub!
5. Siamese Cat: "That is MY coffee, getchera furry face out of it." (I made a cup for him the other day and he wouldn't drink it. I guess it's only good if it's mine....)
That all sounds great, mind my earlier training sessions seem to have had mixed results. Why don't people and critters be reasonable and do things my way?
jw
This was written for another board, but it serves well enough as an introduction to me:
Back to being the house-husband: A place I've been before, both as a single-dad and then as an adult student.
I'm pensioned off permanently now, disability. There's only one-kid (23 is a kid?) and he's only home Wed & Thurs. My wife is going to school and working part-time at the farm. So the house is mine....
I find I run things a bit different than her:
1. I'm a better cook, which both annoys and delights her. Generally she accepts the deal with grace: Except if I make chocolate-nut cookies. Then it's complaints about fattening foods mixed with the sound of hand-fulls of cookies being wolfed down. (I don't know how she does it: She looks CUTE with chocolate on her face and cookies in both hands. I didn't think Grammas were supposed to look cute or get dirty.)
2. An advantage to doing the cooking is, I do not have to eat "something grey with macaroni." (BONUS!) What is it with some people and their "something grey" dishes? You know, everyone makes cream-of-refrigerator every now and then, but it does seem like some do it regularly. I like to know what I'm eating by looking at it.
3. I do dishes and laundry when I WANT. If that doesn't suit you, the machine is in the back room and the sink is in the kitchen.
4. If a bill is in the mail, I haul out a chequebook: I tend to loose things and learned long ago that now is the time to pay things. I never understood her method of paying at the exact last-possible-minute.
5. The dog, a Shui-Tzu, gets a brush-cut. I do NOT do curls, nor barrettes. Wellllll, maybe for the granddaughters, but they're a lot cuter than the dog.
6. The cats get fed and their litter changed early in the morning. I hate the smell of the cat box and refuse to economize.
7. The vacuum is revved up after the cat's box. As this further annoys the annoying kid upstairs: BONUS! (Still shaking my head over a 23 year old kid ...)
8. Groceries are bought every day, so I can buy what's on-sale. A full cupboard, freezer & fridge equals serenity. (Men who do the groceries seem to look on it as a hunt: The ol' thrill of the hunt thing, I guess. Plus, there's the competition "Can I get my cane in her cart wheels fast enough to get that last box of whatever?" You get the picture ...)
9. Stuff goes where it belongs or in the garbage: Period.
10. If it is on the calendar, it gets done. Other wise, see 10.
11. The bed will be identical to how it was when you got out of it, except on Monday afternoon; when it has a nice pile of clean bedding in the centre.
I've still got some training to do:
1. Wife: If you come in from the farm with enough tobacco dust in your clothes to roll a pack of smokes: USE THE BACK DOOR! The front hall's carpeted: You think I want to haul a Hoover just so you can save a few steps?
2. Step-son: Wake up time is 08:00! What's with sleeping in to noon? The day's half gone and you're in bed? YIKES!
3. Dog: If you want out, bark. I'm not spending all day watching the back door to see if you're waiting by it.
4. Granddaughter #2: If you step in the dog-doo, use the garden hose, not the bath-tub!
5. Siamese Cat: "That is MY coffee, getchera furry face out of it." (I made a cup for him the other day and he wouldn't drink it. I guess it's only good if it's mine....)
That all sounds great, mind my earlier training sessions seem to have had mixed results. Why don't people and critters be reasonable and do things my way?
jw
(The shame of the sloppiness-and-everything-else may be the reason not many folks get in, hence bachelorhood