When Men Try to help...JFF

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Ohhh so many things:
-He only puts his clothes away because he "doesn't know" where I like my things or the kids, although we've been married for 14 years and my stuff (and the kids) are always on the same place/drawers.
-When he loads the dishwasher, I have to reloaded, because he doesn't optimize the space or he fills the dishwasher, but doesn't start it!!!
-I have to give him what the kids will wear, because he doesn't know what I would like them to wear.
They just don't make sense on houshold issues.

I have no complaints about my current husband. His nickname is Turbo because he "gets stuff done". Now, my ex? He's another story. This is a true story, when we first got together we were standing there sorting laundry into piles to wash....whites, darks and mediums...he held up a SOLID orange shirt and said "Does this go in the whites?" WTH???!!! That was before we were married...I should have taken that as a sign...

Ah....gotta love 'em.

I'm always telling my husband: "Don't HELP me!"

My daughter has this thing where she likes to take all the stuffed animals that she can get her hands on and load them in her bed. So every night I take them all out, except a few, and put her to bed. One night he decided to help and put her to bed, so about midnight we woke up to her crying. She is covered in sweat, because he didn't take out the stuffed animals and she had burrowed herself in the middle of them. I asked him why he didn't take them out, and he just shrugs and says, "I didn't know you did that." Really? The child barely had enough room to lay down!

I am guessing he could not figure out how to fold the fitted sheet...I don;t blame him, I hate doing them too, mine always ends up looking like I wadded it up no matter how careful I try to do it. I know my SO will go to crazy lengths to avoid me being critical about how he does household jobs so sounds logical to me
= ) I have tried to be more easy going, help is help and goodness knows any effort is better than No effort.

years ago, I had foot surgery, and my husband asked if I wanted him to do anything. I said, "well there's always the dishes, can you do that?" Next thing I hear, dishes, glasses, sliverware being put away. I had to get up and get to the kitchen to tell him,, NO, those are dirty! Couldn't he tell? All he needed to do was soap and turn it on.

I so know what you mean, hehehe. Like this morning I went nuts trying to get my son dressed! My dear sweet man did some laundry, thank you honey; however, he takes it out of the dryer and 'folds' it ( I guess Army style because its folded into like squares or something ) so there's little piles of folded clothes ALL OVER THE HOUSE. So this morning, I had to go find a shirt in the master bedroom, a pair of shorts in the closet, socks and underwear from the bedroom dresser. sighhh.... by the time I got done hunting these items down, I felt exhausted.
My family calls me the 'finder of all things lost' .........I lived up to that this morning. ;)
Like I said, I love him something crazy, but aaaaggghhhhhh!!!!!

If they're not used to doing it, they would not know. I know that would be common sense.. but not to some men. LOL

OMG - SO SAD, BUT SO TRUE!

Getting married May 28th, and trying to tick things off my 'to do' list, and looking for the very few things I might actually be able to delegate to my fiance. So we are having just a little snack table, and we need veggie and fruit trays. So I text fiance (I'm at work, he is not) and ask him to call Walmart and order the veggie and fruit trays. He texts back, "What is the number, and what I am I supposed to order?"

My reply, "Nevermind. I'll just do it." What I wanted to say, "Get on the effing computer and look up the number, and order a veggie tray and a fruit tray. What more info do you need?" But in the same amount of time that I took me to either explain it to him, or to yell at him (via text), I had it done myself.

I knew I should have just done it myself in the first place.

Totally with Grandma T, as usual. They are just not us.

Grandma T, you are cracking me up this morning!!

My hubby is banned from doing laundry, but he will fold once it is on the bed. I put a load on the bed and my son was trying to help me fold. So I tried to teach him to fold a shirt. I left the room and hear my hubs say, Women are complicated, do it this way, it's easier. I just laughed at them. And my son and hubby did fold that whole load, the man's way.

Sometimes, and laundry is a biggie in my house too, men need specific instructions. I say, "honey there are clothes in the dryer along with the sheets, all I need are the sheets please bring them up asap."

My husband is banned from laundry. Period. But he thinks he is helping and still tries. So I allow him to do towels....and he still gets our normal clothes mixed in somehow...

All I can say, is don't get me started on this one....it is truly a daily running commentary on the retarded stuff he does around the house.

Like Easter, I was sick, and asked hubs to pick up a couple of small toys for the kids baskets. He must have called me at least 5 times from the store and he finally settled on an art kit that he kept pronouncing "Foozee" ..well, it was the plastic Fuze beads. Then on Easter morning, my son gets this Nerf gun cartridge holder, which holds nerf darts for a very large nerf gun....and I am anti-gun for easter toys.....so my son asks out loud....do you think the Easter Bunny will bring me the gun next year???

Let's go back to your original question-they try to help because they think it will get them somewhere-and they don't understand our wrath.-it's, frankly, inconceivable.

i'm glad you laughed about it instead of getting mad...he WAS trying to help...lol....

just be glad you have one willing to help... :)

The other day my DH brought the dirty laundry down from the bedrooms. Put the basket in the chair, I took off with the baby leaving him (DH) home alone. He was nice enough to go downstairs and start laundry, but he forgot the basket he put in the chair so he only did half the wash,lol. sometimes men make the simplest little things so difficult.