Your spouses's worst/most annoying traits/habits

[Anonymous]

I have basically moved to the sofa because of all DH's horrible bedtime habits, making our room uninhabitable. First of all, he leaves his clothes lying around the room, piles his dirty tissues pulled out of his pockets on his dresser. The absolute worst, however, is the stench he brings to bed everynight. It starts with him coming into the room, patting the back of his head as he rubs in his nightly dose of Rogaine. The ghastly smell of rogaine mixing with the waft of crap that he just spent the previous 30 minutes laying down in the bathroom hangs in the air for a good 30 minutes. I just can't take it, so I wind up back downstairs. Then of course, there's the stain on the upholstered headboard from where he then leans his rogaine-covered head.

[Anonymous]

Always has to have the TV on. Never turns it off, even when he leaves the room, or the house.
Falls asleep every night with the TV on so I have to nudge him to turn it off.
Acts like he’s Warren Buffett, when in reality I do all of the investing for the family.
Acts like he’s Mark Zuckerburg, when in reality he can’t hold down a job.
Has untreated ADD.

[Anonymous]

I don't know what happened, but once 45 hit, hygiene took a big tank. He still works out and is in good shape, thankfully. But often goes to bed without brushing his teeth or walks around with food stuck to his face. What the hell.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Oh my god the Loud. Footsteps. Stomping. All. The. Time.

Like, he just jams his heel onto the floor with every step. With headphones in I can still -feel- it reverberating through our house. It drives me insane.

Our cat does that for attention. Stomps down the stairs like a 200lb man.

That's hilarious. I need to see a video.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Very self centered.

Doesn’t greet me in the morning or ever actually. He just walks straight past me like I’m not even there — even if I say something to him.

Swears under his breath if I ask him to repeat something.

My husband does this too. It's really annoying. And rude.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Very self centered.

Doesn’t greet me in the morning or ever actually. He just walks straight past me like I’m not even there — even if I say something to him.

Swears under his breath if I ask him to repeat something.

Mine does this. Like a man with a mission. Sometimes I'm grateful. If he stops to say "how are you?" I start to feel suspicious, like a request for some monumental chore is about to launch.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I don't know what happened, but once 45 hit, hygiene took a big tank. He still works out and is in good shape, thankfully. But often goes to bed without brushing his teeth or walks around with food stuck to his face. What the hell.

Hahahaha. It’s like a 2 yo!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:She:
has no empathy
hypocrite
impatient
verbally abusive

She sounds great... what ever did you see in her?
Was it just a physical attraction before you married her?

Sounds to me like someone who doesn’t put up with chronic BS.

[Anonymous]

DH is a ghost from 7:00-11:00 in his workshop tinkering and building something. This started when we became empty nesters. When the girls where still at home he was usually doing something with them. It would be nice to curl up together and watch something or listen to some music together once in a while, though.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:1. How she loads the dishwasher (there is no logic)
2. The top of her toothpaste tube is oozy and crusty
3. Not knowing how to switch the input on TV after 15 years
4. How she wrecks the bed every night sleeping (I make it every a.m.)
5. That she is kind of an elitist with an IVY degree
6. She never stops at a stop sign

Yes you, MDS!

I am guilty of all of this, except I am an elitist WITHOUT an Ivy degree- which is arguably worse.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:- Takes an hour to poop or avoids us while pretending to poop then complains that his legs fell asleep on the toilet
- laughs and talks so so so loud.
- wears this one pair of carpenter oversized jeans from 1992
- his mother
- his inability to understand that all the things that makes him avoid his mother are the same reasons I don’t want to spend time with her
- his use of the word “ballsack”
- his inability to use coasters

Overall, he is great though

Oh NO.[i] I see myself in this and I'm the wife. Except the carpenter pants and MIL issues. He calls me a dead bug because after my bathroom trips (lengthy- reading news on my phone) I then have to lie on the bed with my legs up in the air for a while to get the blood to drain back into my body so the numbness goes away. Then often I do it too long, swivel and put my feet on the ground and get dizzy, then have to change positions and lie for another while, still reading my phone. He will find me in there and lecture 'because of your need to catch up on online news and gossip you have now wasted an hour of the day changing positions to accommodate physical discomfort from your bad choices!' He has literally come in the bedroom and found me and the dogs all laying on our backs with our legs up in the air and died laughing.

DH has no annoying habits- I mean he farts in a crazy way but I love it and don't pretend not to.

[Anonymous]

Licks fingers while eating. Multiple times in a meal.

[Anonymous]

Wife turned into her family. Trumpers, believe idiotic conspiracy theories, insular. We're probably separating next year. Starting to feel the entire marriage was a sham where she pretended to be someone else so I would marry her.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I have basically moved to the sofa because of all DH's horrible bedtime habits, making our room uninhabitable. First of all, he leaves his clothes lying around the room, piles his dirty tissues pulled out of his pockets on his dresser. The absolute worst, however, is the stench he brings to bed everynight. It starts with him coming into the room, patting the back of his head as he rubs in his nightly dose of Rogaine. The ghastly smell of rogaine mixing with the waft of crap that he just spent the previous 30 minutes laying down in the bathroom hangs in the air for a good 30 minutes. I just can't take it, so I wind up back downstairs. Then of course, there's the stain on the upholstered headboard from where he then leans his rogaine-covered head.

You need to put some pooopouri in his stocking and also make him poop in a different bathroom. That’s unacceptable

[Anonymous]

He's obnoxious about being a miser about some things but spending frivolously on other things. He's super strict about 95% of our financial decisions and then will go to Vegas and blow $5K gambling. We're still doing fine financially, but I don't understand his thinking on this.