Lovely Day

Today has been one of those perfect spring days, and it's only halfway over! This is my only day off this week with a 35 hour work weekend staring me in the eye, and the weather decided to provide some happiness. I picked up my DSLR for the first time in a long while and snapped some various lovelies around my backyard as I did some yard work. I'm about to go for a run, take a nap/rest time on the couch, then go mountain bike with some sweet ladies!

 

 Some of my pretty ceramic pots broke over winter!

A bee!

Our screen door doesn't close because the door is too small for the frame, so we use a paintbrush to keep it closed!

Training My Fiance

Dishes. I HATE them. As I’ve stated before, I would rather clean floors, do laundry, and scrub toilets instead of doing them.

Well, Vince feels the same way. Well, kind of. He doesn’t like to do anything mentioned above, including dishes. Needless to say, if I hope to keep my sanity he will have to do his share of housecleaning.

So I decided to have him start doing more dishes. Given that he usually puts everything away wrong around the house, gets toilet water around the bathroom, and shrinks all of my clothes if I let him do the laundry, I knew that was the best decision. I mean, what could go wrong?

Well, let’s see.

1) He takes FOREVER. Last week I asked him to do some dishes, maybe 10 dishes total that were already rinsed, and it took him ALMOST AN HOUR. I shit you not.

Over the weekend I told him his only job was to do the dishes. The rest of our house was trashed and I was fine taking care of it, he just had to do the dishes. There were quite a bit, but most of them were rinsed already and if I did them it would take 20 minutes tops.

Around 6 o’clock I left to pick up his wedding ring and he had already been working on them for about a ½ hour. On the way home I stopped at the store for some stuff for dinner, which put me home around 7. Was he done with the dishes when I got there? Nope. He was almost halfway done. I laughed and said, ‘Dude, this is your only job, and no matter how long you draaaaag it out, you are doing all of them. And if you keep putting it off there will just be more dinner dishes piled on top of your stack.’

It seriously amazes me how long he can drag something out! 

2) He doesn’t know where anything goes. We lived in this house for a year and a half before, and everything was pretty much put in the same place when we moved back last month. I wondered how he couldn’t remember where anything was before, until I realized that he never knew where anything was IN THE FIRST PLACE. Seriously, he knew where cups, plates, bowls and silverware went, and that was it. The potato peeler? No idea. The mixing bowls? Clueless.

When I got home from the store he handed me some Tupperware lids and asked if I could put them away for him. I leaned around him and put them in the cupboard he was standing directly in front of, and he said ‘Oh. Hmm. I guess i could have done that.’ And I walked away before I kicked him in the shins.

3)  I’m pretty sure he breaks stuff and throws it away before I see. When we were packing stuff at the old house, I noticed there were quite a few of my glass dishes gone. I always thought they were just hidden in some cupboard, but I couldn’t find them anywhere! When I asked him about it he said, ‘Huh? What? I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m taking the dog on a walk,’ and would skedaddle away quickly.

So anything your partner sucks at?