Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Death to the recliner

I hate La-z-boy. Not the actual company just their product. For the sole purpose that when my hubby comes home that is the first place he goes. He sits down remote in hand and then comes that awful noise of him reclining it. It's like nails on a blackboard for me. So I come home after working on Monday to a sink full of dishes, clothes waiting to be washed, a 1 year old under foot because she wants dinner and he's sitting in his recliner. Now he just started a new job on Monday so I'm thinking he's just tired. Nope found out he got off early and came home. But for some reason never thought of going to get the baby seeing as how that would cut my travel time by 20 minutes. So I made dinner. I made pasta since I had leftover sauce I needed to either eat or throw away. And the whole time he sat in that recliner and never moved. So I finish making dinner get Emily all set in her seat, he FINALLY gets out of the recliner and sits at the table and then says to me "Why didn't you get me something to drink?" Um....hello because I think you're perfectly capable of getting your own drink. We eat. In silence. Then he finishes gets up and goes back to the recliner. WTF??? There are dishes to be done. He says he'll do them before bed. I wake up Tuesday morning to dishes still overflowing in the sink, dishwasher still full of clean dishes. So I'm now on a mission to get the La-Z-Boy out of my house.

1 comment:

E said...

UGH! Men! Get your own damn drink; you have two arms, two hands, they're not BROKEN!