Anonymous wrote:My husband helps out a lot around the house. Truly. He does a ton of laundry and dish washing and is a great dad. I am very lucky. But whenever he picks up a sock or straightens a pillow or closes a Tupperware or does just about anything, really, he makes this sound, this sort of big exhale sighing sound that if you were to put words to it sounds to me like “Oh my God this is so hard I can’t believe I have to do this why is my life so terrible.” I can’t overemphasize how constant this is. Like, all the time, every day. And even though we’ve talked about it and I’ve pointed out how his dad does the same thing he just never stops. It’s been driving me crazy for years. I alwaywant to say “WHATS THE MATTER?!!” It’s like the kind of noise a person makes when something unusually bad happens but he makes it over all the everyday little things we all deal with a hundred times a day. I am at the end of my rope.
Anonymous wrote:"There's one!"
"There's two!"
"Wow, what a day. There's nine. If you make it to 10, I'm going to take myself out for dinner, and you can deal with the kids."
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My husband helps out a lot around the house. Truly. He does a ton of laundry and dish washing and is a great dad. I am very lucky. But whenever he picks up a sock or straightens a pillow or closes a Tupperware or does just about anything, really, he makes this sound, this sort of big exhale sighing sound that if you were to put words to it sounds to me like “Oh my God this is so hard I can’t believe I have to do this why is my life so terrible.” I can’t overemphasize how constant this is. Like, all the time, every day. And even though we’ve talked about it and I’ve pointed out how his dad does the same thing he just never stops. It’s been driving me crazy for years. I alwaywant to say “WHATS THE MATTER?!!” It’s like the kind of noise a person makes when something unusually bad happens but he makes it over all the everyday little things we all deal with a hundred times a day. I am at the end of my rope.
My wife does this. Annoying. Despite the fact that she stays at home while I work, I still do a ton of the work around the house -- and I make damn sure I don't sigh and complain while I'm doing it. Honestly, I wish she would just do nothing at all, if it is darn hard for her. It would be easier than having to listen to her childish noises.
Anonymous wrote:My husband helps out a lot around the house. Truly. He does a ton of laundry and dish washing and is a great dad. I am very lucky. But whenever he picks up a sock or straightens a pillow or closes a Tupperware or does just about anything, really, he makes this sound, this sort of big exhale sighing sound that if you were to put words to it sounds to me like “Oh my God this is so hard I can’t believe I have to do this why is my life so terrible.” I can’t overemphasize how constant this is. Like, all the time, every day. And even though we’ve talked about it and I’ve pointed out how his dad does the same thing he just never stops. It’s been driving me crazy for years. I alwaywant to say “WHATS THE MATTER?!!” It’s like the kind of noise a person makes when something unusually bad happens but he makes it over all the everyday little things we all deal with a hundred times a day. I am at the end of my rope.
Anonymous wrote:My husband helps out a lot around the house. Truly. He does a ton of laundry and dish washing and is a great dad. I am very lucky. But whenever he picks up a sock or straightens a pillow or closes a Tupperware or does just about anything, really, he makes this sound, this sort of big exhale sighing sound that if you were to put words to it sounds to me like “Oh my God this is so hard I can’t believe I have to do this why is my life so terrible.” I can’t overemphasize how constant this is. Like, all the time, every day. And even though we’ve talked about it and I’ve pointed out how his dad does the same thing he just never stops. It’s been driving me crazy for years. I alwaywant to say “WHATS THE MATTER?!!” It’s like the kind of noise a person makes when something unusually bad happens but he makes it over all the everyday little things we all deal with a hundred times a day. I am at the end of my rope.
Anonymous wrote:Ha! My father totally does this too.
You have my upmost sympathy OP.