A very poor title I know - and, actually, the issues are not big - but irritations continue.
This morning our son asks after his underwear as he can't find any. This is just a perennial issue. Because she has this weird system of washing or procrastinates and suddenly we are without underwear!
Yes, of course, I could do it. But, no, I am not allowed. Clearly, washing clothes is a highly skilled activity. Alongside loading and unloading the dishwasher and clearing the sink or folding clothes. To be fair, she does most of this because of our history where I would find myself doing a second shift after coming home and a few years ago she decided that the kitchen work and washing was her's - though I am still allowed to cook from time to time.
During normal days, though she was not working, she would delay and we'd be clearing up the kitchen gone 9:30 pm - this I no longer participate in and that is by mutual agreement. However, the effect is that we do not sit down together to watch a film or some TV as a family as she usually huffs and puffs her way upstairs towards 10 pm. She could do this earlier.
Now, during coronavirus there is even less to do. I have gone back to working and am busy all day but, even then, a little bit of time management and there is no reason why all can't be done by 8 pm and there should be no searching for underwear.
But, no. The same old, same old. Waste all day looking at Facebook, reading articles so she can pontificate, yakking with friends and not start any work before 7 pm - therefore, not finish before 10 pm.
Of course I am not allowed to say anything. And as I am in the 'at risk' category - BAME, over 50, male - she is in her element going to the shops to 'protect' me.
As ever, wouldn't mind laziness and procrastination if the standards our son and I were held to were different / consistent and she would not be so judgemental about others. But, hey ho … not so bad really.
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