It’s more frustrating than anything to expect gratitude and get only disappointment.
While Working Mom and Boobaby were out for their Saturday bonding, I got the washer/dryer installed and dozens of boxes put away and broken down. I was just off-loading the cooler full of cosmetics when the girls came home.
“Oh, I had a different idea about where those would go,” she said, unceremoniously.
I’ve no doubt she did. I do doubt, however, that they would have been put away before the new year. Or Valentine’s Day. In 2013. WM has an incredibly high tolerance for things like boxes sitting everywhere. I do not.
Sigh. I get that this is i way in which we’re different, she and I, and we have to compromise. Still, can’t I get a little bitty thanks for a morning of appliance installation, at least?
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You and my hubs are alike – I can live with a certain amount of disarray – and he is a neat.freak! It must drive him crazy, but I’m too scared to ask!
We had to buy a new dishwasher – he’ll be installing it tomorrow – I’ll be very sure to say thanks!
OMG, I’m like Annie and WM. I can go … most of my life and never even have boxes come up on my radar…. I’m laughing, not at you, just near you .. cuz yeah, it ain’t easy