To annoy me so quickly.
Hubs had been gone for over a week. He unexpectedly came home last night when I thought he’d be gone another week or so. YAY!
But, by 8am this morning, I wanted to kill him.
That takes some serious skills on his part.
The snoring, bed-hogging, and cover-hogging.
Not getting up with the boys this morning when he promised he’d let me sleep in.
Sending a message upstairs with Monkey that I should wait to make his breakfast so it’s still warm for him.
Asking me why I didn’t go to the store yesterday. Yeah, with the huge storm that we had all day long yesterday.
Being annoyed that he has to get up so I can run to the store for milk
Having some rah-rah take-over-the-world meeting this morning that he needs to take his laptop to.
Did I mention leaving my desktop at my brother’s house, 600+ miles away?
Oh and being irritated at me for not being psychic and knowing he was out of shaving cream. This from the same guy who took my toothbrush, face soap, and deodorant with him on his trip last week. And who put my hair dryer, flat iron,and brush so far back in storage that it will take a two day mission to be able to dig them out.
Then there’s the dirty clothes on my clean floor and dirty dishes on the counter.
I’m glad he’s here, really.
I just wish he hadn’t brought all his annoying habits with him.