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>> He's not a slob, he's a neat freak, but he's also lazy. So he likes
>> to sit
>> and tell me what needs to be done. "You missed a spot." That sort
>> of thing. I'll have to find him a hobby when he retires or we'll
>> kill each other.
>
> I hereby award you the the golden garter of the restrained paw,
> because as sure as eggs is eggs I would have clobbered a guy like
> that a long time ago. Had a mad screaming fit and shoved him in the
> freezer, or something.
I expect that will be an option once he decides to retire. As it is, I can
always grit my teeth and keep telling myself, "Monday's coming!"
>
> I could cope with a neat-freak, but only if he tidied everything up
> himself and I was the one sitting back pointing out the bits of
> missed fluff.
I don't think I'd do that. I'd be so grateful and fascinated watching a man
do housework I'd be struck dumb.
>
> What a mixed bunch we little non-Sims are. What a pity we can't
> user-cheat ourselves and out partners and wiggle the little sliders
> untl they suit what we want...
Oh, yes, I've often thought that I need a boolProp in real life, too.
>
> Hold on, if we could do that then everybody would be moving everybody
> elses sliders about like mad, wouldn;t they? You would walk out of a
> room feeling virtuous after making it all tidy then slump down in the
> next room and start scattering sweety wrappers about. Wake up feeling
> a glow of love for all mankind and the next minute be picking fights
> and chucking bricks at pensioners... wait a minute! Perhaps we
> alreadt HAVE sliders and nobody told me!
It would only work properly, I think, if I were the one with the boolProp
cheat and the others didn't know about it. <g>
>
>>
>> Mine insists on refrigerating every scrap of a leftover, but he never
>> covers
>> the bowl or plate.
>
> That's standard behaviour... <nods>
>
> I've asked him why he insists on refrigerating the
>> garbage before it goes into the bin.
>
> What!! That is a mite unusual... What is the logic behind this
> action? <fascinated>
What I mean is that once you place a dab of corn, an extra pork chop and the
rest of the sliced tomatoes on an open plate and refrigerate it overnight,
what you wind up with is wind burnt, dried out and cracked little pieces of
garbage. Just cut out the middle part and scrape the plate directly into
the bin.
> Though I deep-froze a bag of garbage once. Well, I line my little
> kitchen bin with used tesco bags, then tie a knot in the handles
> before taking to the garage. I had such a bag next to my freezer
> (where waste bin is) and my tesco order arrived. As I accept the bags
> I put the frozzy ones by the freezer and just drop them in for
> sorting out later. It is a tank freezer. You get the picture.
> By the time I had put away all my grocery there were no bags left on
> the kitchen floor. Two days or so later I needed more
> better-bitta-butter and dove into my plastic bags and found deep
> frozen potato peelings, cabage leaves and used tea-bags.
Oh well, that's far better than leaving what you thought were dry goods in
their bags on the counter to find melted butter and ice cream dripping down
the fronts of your cabinets the next day. :-(
>
> When he sees me about to pitch
>> something the next day, he insists on eating it.
>
> 8))) Fascinating - again. I have a pussy-cat I use for that option.
Good plan. Perhaps I need a cat. I have a dog, you know, a maltese named
Winston Abernathy, Esquire. But he thinks he's a gourmet and won't touch
table scraps. He only eats that dreadfully expensive dog food. He's my
furry child.
>
> So I let him. Then I only
>> have to broil one steak. LOL
>>
> There you go! Economy, you can't beat it 8)
> I think, after sober reflection, you can hold onto you guy and I will
> keep mine for the time being. At least I know where I am with my
> husband - up to my knees in old magazines, stacks of railway manuals,
> bits of plastic, crutches, more magazines dropped mugs, dirty socks,
> crumbs, more magazines, opened envelops, chewed up bank statements,
> more magazines.....
>
> HELP, I'm drowning!!!!
>
> V
Yes, husbands are a lot like life's problems. You think your's is bad till
you hear about someone else's. <g>
Jeanie
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