He's now my ex, but still had all the habits!

-He would do the walk-and-strip; he'd come home, walk in the door, and change out of work clothes and leave them wherever they came off... all over the house!
-He also left clothes all over the floor, right next to the hamper! Then compained when he had to do 3+ loads just to get clean clothes.
-He took longer than me getting ready.
-He could not leave the house, even at 3 in the morning unless fully dressed (read: no pj's or sweats, he always had to look good..)
-He would talk to me one way, his family another, and friends yet another!
-He would tell little white lies to his frends, which would then get big, and they would always ask me about it! (I couldn't keep his stories straight!)
-He would do the "top secret conversation" phone thing as well, even if it was his parents!

I am howling at this entire thread, and feeling much better about my husband (though I love him madly anyway). He's guilty of most of what's been written except the secret phone conversations, though sometimes he does make pathetic efforts to talk in code to his fraternity brothers when they ask him questions he just can't answer with me in the room. Here are a couple of extras worth highlighting:

- World's Worst Sick Person (alluded to by one other person, I believe). He can have the exact same cold as I do, but while I'm taking care of the house and kids like normal he's stretch out prone on the couch, with his "I'm SOOOOO miserable" face plastered on, and says the following at least once every hour: "I've never had a cold this bad before." (This prompted me during his last cold to comment on how odd it was that, during the 15 years of our relationship, he'd never actually had a mild cold.) He then traces the illness's progress through his body. (Example: "Well, it started in my lower chest, and then it just moved up to my throat ....") But the most annoying thing is when he tries, repeatedly, to determine WHO gave it to him, like someone did it on purpose. Makes me crazy.

- Brings up the mail, opens it, reads it, and then just leaves it on the table, all out of the envelopes, for the Mail Fairy to sort through and discard as appropriate. Same with newspaper.

- Tears the little paper tags off his work shirts when they get back from the cleaners, and never, ever, ever throws them away. Same principle applies to cleaner plastic bags and empty wire hangers. !!!

However, please note that if I leave a speck of anything, much less a full item of clothing (such as a sweater) in my car, he has a cow because the car looks "so messy." This is leading me to consider taking all of the clothes he throws on the floor in our bedroom and putting them into my car, which just might prompt him into caring about them (heck, even NOTICING them) enough to put them into the hamper.

But as a friend of mine says, this is the price we pay for being straight!

When my son became potty trained, I taught him to put the seat down. Hubby then taught him that boys NEVER put the seat down.

He doesn't know how to work the toilet paper holder. If the roll is empty, he gets a new one out and leaves it on the sink until I can change the rolls. Is it really that difficult?

Every clock in our house is set at a different time. It's 30 minutes later in my bedroom than it is in the living room.

He works swing shift and uses 2 alarm clocks when he works days. Again, 2 clocks = 2 different times. One is digital, the other is a wind up. He snores loudly, and that coupled with the ticking clock tend to keep me awake most of the night... even if I break down and use ear plugs. Then, he wakes up and wonders why I didn't get up with him. Please, let me sleep another 15 minutes, because the little one will get up as soon as you close the door.

He's a bed hog. While he's sound asleep, I battle to keep from hitting the floor. If not, he has rolled on top of me in his sleep and that means I can barely breathe.

Before we got married, he knew how to pick up after himself. Now, he can't remember how to take his clothes from the bedroom to the laundry chute in the next room.

When I put his jeans away after doing the laundry, he complains the same day of not having any clean pants. Why? Because he didn't bother to look where they go.

I am not allowed to run the sweeper or the dishwasher when he's home.

oh man! Hes the ex now, but were still friends and he STILL annoys me.

-he takes twice as long as I do to get ready for ANYWHERE!! we could be going to taco bell, and he has to take 30 min to get ready
-if someone splashes water on his car he has to go IMMEDIATELY to a carwash to get it washed. when we drove from home to school, he would wash his car before we got on the turnpike, and then, when we got off of the turnpike and into town!!!
-he talks on his cellphone during dinner in a restaurant!
-oh yeah, he had the timezone thing too, EVERY ONE OF HIS CLOCKS ARE ABOUT TEN MIN OFF FROM EACH OTHER!!!!
-he knows im a neat freak, so he purposely does little things to test me, like strategically leaving candy wrappers or half filled glasses around my house!!!

but still, he is a good freind, and i know i do things that annoy him too!!!

Hey Y'all!!! Are we all married to the same guy!!! As I was reading,
Hubby comes to me and says, "Does this look swollen?" Heck NOOOOO it looks the same as the last 20 years! Right now Hubby has a dental problem (which in and of itself is a joke) and my son has strep (sp?) throat. I'm running around making "soft" food like a Banshee! Water here-pills there-ice-pack now-Sprite later-Man oh man-heaven help us if I ever get sick!!! It's nice to experience the "healing" power of universal humor!
Gotta run-Laundry buzzing (clean up those germs) tooth brushes boiling-Lysol spraying and temperatures (mine especially) rising!

oh the things mr. blue does
 

i love him but:

he hangs his wet, dripping towel in the bathroom when he stays with me
he doesnt make the bed... that bothers me
he leaves toothpaste in the sink... yuck
he drives my car and changes all the settings and doesnt change them back for me
he stays in the bathroom for very long time
he must watch his espn, his law and order, and his martin
and he's a majorly cautious driver and ... passenger

oh
 

and he likes to use my toothbrush when he leaves his home
and
he only washes one load of clothes with the whites, darks, and lights all together...

when we live together, he will not, and i say WILL NOT, wash any of my clothes...

All right, I really hope Mr. Achtung doesn't see this...the thing about him that REALLY annoys the fire out of me is that he never comes to any of my sorority socials. I invite him weeks in advance and he says he'll be there (he lives out of state and hs no car), but then at the last minute something always happens and I'm "that girl who never has a date" again!! I realise that most guys don't plan things as meticulously as girls (in my experience, anyway), but can't he please show a little initiative by not waiting until the Thursday before to ask someone for a ride? Come on! It happens *every* time--Fall Formal, his ride backed out at 5:00 the day of and he didn't call me with the bad news 'til 8:30 (he was probably apprehensive, and rightly so...I was maaaaaaaaaaaaaad); he promised he'd go to our Valentine Semi-formal but then couldn't get off work; plus countless other date parties that I've either gone alone to or sat at home. He did make it to Spring Formal but not without tons of rigmarole...and the kicker is, he always says he's coming then backs out so late that I don't have time to find someone else to go with! Ooooh, my face is turning red just thinking about it...

Why do men have such an aversion to making p-l-a-n-s??