Anonymous wrote:.Anonymous wrote:He really just creates so much more work for us both ALL.THE.TIME He said he would help with his laundry, he put something in the wash like a paper towel or piece of paper who knows, there is white paper crap on ALL the clothes then puts them in the drier. (Hope that doesn't start a fire). Then SHAKES them all out (stretching clothes!) and lets the 4000000 million TINY pieces on the floor of the laundry room, he then SWEEPS the laundry room floor stuff onto the carpet outside the laundry room (we do indeed have a dust pan right next to the broom) and now is attempting to use the vacuum to try and clean this all up.
I'm so tired. Tired when he doesn't help. More tired when he does.
I would have done the same as your dh. Putting them in the dryer and shaking them out is easier than trying to pick off wet paper. You seem ocd and anxious op. Get some therapy and meds. -mom of three
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:For those saying this is no big deal, that might be true if this were a one-off. But try living with this all day, every day, for years on end. It isn’t much of a partnership when one person makes everything harder and slower than it needs to be. This is reflects poor executive function and a lack of common sense. I’m five items down my to-do list while he’s still un-f***ing the mess he made an hour ago on a task that should have taken 5 minutes. Breeds a ton of resentment (on both sides). Ask me how I know.
Yeah, I can imagine how irritating it is for people to do things differently than you do them.
Anonymous wrote:Op, it’s a tissue. In one or a million pieces, be grateful if this is what you are upset about in life.
.Anonymous wrote:He really just creates so much more work for us both ALL.THE.TIME He said he would help with his laundry, he put something in the wash like a paper towel or piece of paper who knows, there is white paper crap on ALL the clothes then puts them in the drier. (Hope that doesn't start a fire). Then SHAKES them all out (stretching clothes!) and lets the 4000000 million TINY pieces on the floor of the laundry room, he then SWEEPS the laundry room floor stuff onto the carpet outside the laundry room (we do indeed have a dust pan right next to the broom) and now is attempting to use the vacuum to try and clean this all up.
I'm so tired. Tired when he doesn't help. More tired when he does.