My Mrs is driving me effin mental.

You need to get one who’s known poverty, mine is happy as long as there’s something to eat in the fridge & a roof over her head, oh & she hates shopping .I am blessed
 
ballinio said:
You need to get one who’s known poverty, mine is happy as long as there’s something to eat in the fridge & a roof over her head, oh & she hates shopping .I am blessed
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I'm happy if there is magnum and choc in the freezer,i hate shopping,get everything delivered and i love football,any takers?
 
ballinio said:
You need to get one who’s known poverty, mine is happy as long as there’s something to eat in the fridge & a roof over her head, oh & she hates shopping .I am blessed
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So do you threaten to withhold the food and shelter if she misbehaves?
 
Magicpole said:
My beloved is off work sick, allegedly, I am off too and we are now on day 2 of, send for a doctor, I won’t make it till tea time, scenario.

I got up this morning, to be told she had been up since four o’clock, I said, you might have done the fucking dishes then, as a joke. You would have thought I shat in her tea.

We then proceeded, and when I say we, I mean she, to talk about how our bedroom needed a good clean and although in the demarcation stakes, that’s her job, how I never do it. I reminded her of the breakdown of tasks and she went into a huff.

She then went into her work site to deal with whatever she deals with and started talking about one of her students.

I was still pissed at her cheek, so honestly told her I don’t give a fuck about your students. Which I don’t. I hope they all do well and have fantastic lives etc, but the fact they are late two days in a row, is not a concern for me. We have been drawn against Valencia, are playing shite and need to buy players in the January window, so, not a lot of room to spare, mind wise.

I then got a 15 minute tirade about how I don’t care about her work and what she has to contend with.

Correct, I said in my mind.

Then it was how she hates wasted days and not doing something productive. As if that’s my fault. So I said. Hoping to be helpful.

You always go on about wasted days, but do fuck all about it. If you don’t want to have a wasted day, get off your arse and do something , all you do is moan about it, then look at me as if it’s my fault. You want a productive day, whatever the fuck that means, then do something apart from moaning.

Well, you should have heard her. Take that shitting in her cup and raise it to also strangling her mother with her own hair and we are still burning down an orphanage short of the rage level.

I went into the kitchen and cleaned it, the one she could have done at 4am.

I’m hoping to fuck she goes back to work tomorrow and gets herself into a better mood.

She will be off for two weeks come Friday and if they are anything like the last two days I am in trouble.

We haven’t even started Christmas shopping yet. I haven’t a clue what to buy her, so no doubt that will be another fucking thing to moan like fuck about.

How I keep my cheery disposition is a credit to my lovely personality.

Anybody else’s other half doing their head in?
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Poor, poor woman. I am 100% with her. Stop acting like a c**nt and she will come round in a day or two.
 
roypaulknewmyfather said:
I bought a bigger shed, had a power supply connected and a heater. Lovely
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I did the same thing, but now she's filled it with that much shite from out of the house, i can't get in the thing.

Her idea of cleaning up & sorting the house out, is to fill a load of boxes full of shite then dump them in the shed.
Then when she can't find anything, she moans at me about it :(
 
ballinio said:
That would be cruel & heartless, I just turn the heating off.
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Can't do that anymore, not fair on the kids and the dogs... :(
I make a habit of leaving all the windows open in the bedroom and ensuite if she pisses me off though, there's a good 10°C in our tolerance levels to cold while sleeping :)
 
Magicpole said:
My beloved is off work sick, allegedly, I am off too and we are now on day 2 of, send for a doctor, I won’t make it till tea time, scenario.

I got up this morning, to be told she had been up since four o’clock, I said, you might have done the fucking dishes then, as a joke. You would have thought I shat in her tea.

We then proceeded, and when I say we, I mean she, to talk about how our bedroom needed a good clean and although in the demarcation stakes, that’s her job, how I never do it. I reminded her of the breakdown of tasks and she went into a huff.

She then went into her work site to deal with whatever she deals with and started talking about one of her students.

I was still pissed at her cheek, so honestly told her I don’t give a fuck about your students. Which I don’t. I hope they all do well and have fantastic lives etc, but the fact they are late two days in a row, is not a concern for me. We have been drawn against Valencia, are playing shite and need to buy players in the January window, so, not a lot of room to spare, mind wise.

I then got a 15 minute tirade about how I don’t care about her work and what she has to contend with.

Correct, I said in my mind.

Then it was how she hates wasted days and not doing something productive. As if that’s my fault. So I said. Hoping to be helpful.

You always go on about wasted days, but do fuck all about it. If you don’t want to have a wasted day, get off your arse and do something , all you do is moan about it, then look at me as if it’s my fault. You want a productive day, whatever the fuck that means, then do something apart from moaning.

Well, you should have heard her. Take that shitting in her cup and raise it to also strangling her mother with her own hair and we are still burning down an orphanage short of the rage level.

I went into the kitchen and cleaned it, the one she could have done at 4am.

I’m hoping to fuck she goes back to work tomorrow and gets herself into a better mood.

She will be off for two weeks come Friday and if they are anything like the last two days I am in trouble.

We haven’t even started Christmas shopping yet. I haven’t a clue what to buy her, so no doubt that will be another fucking thing to moan like fuck about.

How I keep my cheery disposition is a credit to my lovely personality.

Anybody else’s other half doing their head in?
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You clearly didn't do your due diligence and if you had you'd have known that the female of the species Homo Sapien is prone to many diseases.

PMT
Violence
Mad cow
Menapause
Tourettes
Mood swings
Schizophrenia
and finally
Conversation.

You only have yourself blame, as my Flower of the Orient says.
 
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