H sent me that meme and was like “…this is us”
When my wife asks why I’m loading the dishwasher that way, the answer apparently is not “Because I did it this way for the nearly 30 years before we were married and it worked fine then”
Last night H wanted help with the end of dinner prep, aka putting away leftovers for today’s lunch and making Bobbin a plate with appropriately cut up stuff. His system for doing it and mine are completely different and I was trying to figure out exactly where he was in the process & what he wanted me to do. Then he started explaining to me like I was 5 so I told him I was going to do the laundry and to tell me when dinner was finished.
As I walked away he was like " WE ARE THE MEME!!!" while shaking his fist at the sky
I’m weeding!
I’ve just accepted that my method is Wrong but it meant that Mr. Meer was doing all the dishwasher loading for a while and (surprise!) he was not keen on that. So now he’s at least making an effort to explain to me where he thinks things should go instead of just making annoyed noises at me, and I’m slowly learning. I still don’t see what’s wrong with my method but his method is better. Maybe it’s like maximizer (him) vs satisfier (me) for dishwashers.
Oh dear.
… I was actually planning on making chili tonight.
Oh my gosh that’s cute!
I love birds with arms so much.
You damn dog!
That’s one of my all time favorites
I don’t know whether to laugh or be confused