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Originally Posted by cheerfulgreek
WIFLSRN: I just got out of the most glorious bath, courtesy of my husband, who was still thinking about me even while he was gone. He knew how stressed I was handling everything solo, so while he was away, he picked up some “Diptyque Precious Oils for Bath and Body” and a bottle of “Chanel No. 5 The Bath”, already planning to give me a break when he got back.
And tonight? He made it happen. He ran the bath, poured in the bubble bath, added the Diptyque oil once I was in, set everything up, handed me a warm towel like some kind of five-star spa attendant, lol, and told me to just relax. So, I just stared at the bottles and asked, “Oh God, what did you do?” because I know that kind of luxury doesn’t come cheap.
Five days of stress, and he comes home making sure I get taken care of too? I couldn’t be more grateful.
That said, guess who’s not waking up for my Saturday coffee meet tomorrow morning? THIS GIRL. After that relaxing bath, I’m about to pass out like a phone on 1% with no charger in sight.
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LMAO! CG is in her world now. How often does he have to go on trips for work? If y’all had stayed in Michigan he wouldn’t have to travel there.
I’ll bet you couldn’t wait to get in that empty bed with hubby now back in it.
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Originally Posted by AGDee
Yeah, second husband was useless. The only thing he knew how to cook when we got married was fried eggs and toast. He called me once to ask me how to make kraft mac & cheese when I was working on a Saturday. I had to talk him through it. He also called to ask how to turn the dryer on. He was the biggest slob on the planet. Back then, he had to wear suits to work. He would walk in the front door and take his suit coat off and leave it on the chair at the computer desk. Walk into the dining room and take his tie off and leave it on a dining room chair, walk into the family room and leave his shirt on the love seat. Sit down in "his chair" and take his shoes and socks off and leave them there. Sat there in his work pants and a white undershirt while he watched TV. Never picked up any of that crap.
He was WORK. He worked late every night. I'd feed the kids their food around 5:30 and then make our dinner. He'd get home between 6:30 and 7:00 and sometimes he ate what I made and sometimes he would say "I'm not in the mood for xxxx" (even when it was something he liked) and he'd leave and get take out mexican or spaghetti or something. Useless. Absolutely useless.
I did bath time with the kids, bed time with the kids. I took them to daycare and picked them up every single day. Took them to school and picked them up from latch key every single day. Ridiculous.
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ROTFLMFAO! I hollered! Did you know all this before you married dude? How long did you stay married to him? Who asked for the divorce, you or him? You only talked about this dude lightweight. Said very little about him. This reads more like you were his mother than his wife. I know a lot of dudes who are having this problem and complain about their wives acting like they’re their moms. It’s funny as hell, but they’ll be pissed about it while they’re telling me stories. One of them complains how his wife leaves notes for him on the fridge with a list of chores to do, like he’s a child LOL!
I was watching a documentary on marriage a minute ago, and it was talking about how women observe the dudes they’re with. They’ll watch everything he does and how he handles situations and turn begin to formulate opinions about him. That’s why I’m not married LOL.