Things which drive my other half insane!

As our two month wedding anniversary fast approaches I have been reflecting on my relationship with my lovely husband.

No one is perfect. I am big enough to say that I am not, my husband isn’t and well, our little 28 month old bundle of joy is wonderful but certainly not perfect. (Well nearly! In my eyes of course!)

I’m sure you’ll agree that we all have days when we wind each other up, when the little things annoy us or when the other person just can’t do anything right. As the closest person to me, my husband of course takes the brunt of my moods (which are of course very rare!) and stress (even rarer) and my anger (non-existent) and I, take the brunt of his (all the bloody time!).

We bicker about certain things which are actually rather amusing and have lead me to compile a list of things I have aptly called, ‘Things which drive my other half insane’.

NB- ‘Insane’ was his choice of word not mine. Bit dramatic if you ask me.

Here they are:

My ‘pots’ 

By pots he means my facial necessities.

OK so, I have a minor obsession for all things Clarins.

Pots

Apparently I should only need a couple of pots which should be limited to  a small shelf on the bathroom.

I mean seriously, for as long Clarins have  special offers and those wonderful travel size samples, I shall carry on  expanding my collection.

And more pots!

Men need three pots, shaving foam, hair gel  and aftershave.

Women need  at least ten. It  is as simple as  that.

Problem is when I buy new pots I find  myself smuggling them into the house and disposing of the packaging so  as to disguise a new product as ‘one I have had for ages’.

Judge me if you will, but they make me happy. I love my pots.

My fear of curbs

Yes you read that right, curbs. These bad boys…

My nemesis

When in a moving vehicle I genuinely fear them. I hate the sound tyres and hob caps/alloys make when they crunch up against them.

For the record I am a very good driver & rarely have such encounters with the curbs. But the fear does not make me a wonderful passenger and my other half gets truly pi**ed off with my constant flinching and Hyacinth Bucket type warnings of ‘watch the curb darling’.

I am one of those ‘taxi to the curb’ type parkers. Annoying, yes I agree, but I refuse to be the first person to go to therapy for a curb phobia.

My over generous toilet roll usage

Apparently I wrap. As in wrap the toilet roll around my hand enough times until it is of glove like thickness.

I would tend to disagree. However, we do seem to go through a lot of toilet roll so perhaps this is one area which needs addressing.

And finally my inability to get the cotton wool in the bin.

I would like to clarify that I am not a slob and I do pick it up straight after but I like the challenge of seeing if I can get it in the bin from across the room.

I can’t.

Soo close!

Stay tuned for the ‘The things my other half does that drive me insane’. The list will be a lot longer! 🙂

Care to share what drives your half insane?! Go on…

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